One last call for alcohol

Aris was just returning to pack lands from the battlefield, not yet even over the border, when she heard her dad's call. She changed direction to head towards the meeting, though didn't hurry her steps. When Azure added his own demanding call, though, she scowled in irritation. "I'm coming, I'm coming. Keep your fur on," she grouched, though of course he wouldn't be able to hear her from all the way over by the border so the sarcastic grouching was wasted. It wasn't like she was going to stop to make herself presentable anyway, because it was Aris, but it was the principle of being hurried that annoyed her.

She sauntered into the meeting with an air of nonchalant arrogance rather than annoyance before throwing herself down next to Gossamer with an affected yawn.