Tag! You're it!

It was not very often that Irilyth found herself in the employ of her Mistress' young daughter, the fair princess Avacyn usually keeping to herself most of the time, or spending time around her more brutish twin brother's side. So when the Mendacium teen asked her to come help her gather some supplies for her workshop, the diminutive fae was more than happy to lend a paw. They spent the better half of the day collecting things Avacyn expressly needed or thought might be interested to work with, wandering around the airy mountain range together collecting semiprecious stones and loose chunks of metals and minerals to craft with. Iri had no idea what Avacyn had in mind for them or what projects she was working on, but it did not matter. She was here to help, and that was what she would do with diligent perseverance.

Stashing away the last of their supplies in her now hefty satchel, Irilyth followed alongside the much larger wolf, marveling at how big she had gotten. The leggy young adolescent was the spitting image of her mother! She remembered when she had helped to birth the girl, how small and precious she had been with her unique glowing marking. Now she was halfway towards being a full grown adult fae, looking more regal and beautiful by the day. In a way, the wolf that had been her nanny since the start felt a surge of pride watching her mature. Despite having no blood ties to her, Avacyn felt like her own daughter in some ways, and she was so, so proud of the violet girl.

While the two ladies walked, the sound of approaching paws followed by the callout of another wolf behind them caused Irilyth to stop and turn, facing the young blue boy that had joined Elysium a few seasons back. Ricin, if she recalled his name correctly. He looked a little sheepish to see the handmaiden there, but invited them to play tag. Iri cocked her head to the side; she had never been invited to play a game before. Avacyn seemed eager to participate though, so she figured they could spend some time indulging in some harmless fun. "That sounds pleasant, I'd be delighted to," she replied with a smile turned up to her Lady. "How about we play with no tag backs?" That would require each player to tag the other wolf, keeping it a cycle of chase and avoidance.

Before she knew what was going on, Avacyn tagged her with a bump of her shoulder and took off running. Irilyth blinked in surprise, but quickly recovered, smiling as she bounded off after the two young wolves. Though they had youthfulness on their side, Irilyth had experience, and had been running almost all her life. She was quick to catch up to Ricin, swatting at the young lad's hip and managing to tag him back not long into the chase with a declaration of, "Tag!" Then she turned and put distance between herself and Avacyn, knowing Ricin would need to tag the Mendacium princess and then Ava would be after her once more.

WC: 524
Total: 1136 / 1500

"Irilyth"