Lady to Lady

Asla enjoyed work. She liked keeping busy, not only did it keep her mind healthy, but it kept the small woman's body lean and strong. She was no longer a Reaper and thus didn't fight often unless it was a predator or prey, but she still worked to keep her body in optimum shape. As such, she had just finished up a patrol of the main island when the form of the giant purple woman came into view. The fawn and grey fae offered the larger woman a smile as she drew in closer.

"Manea," she offered in turn as the woman greeted her. With a pull of her head, she suggested that they find some place comfortable to rest so that they could speak. The woman's words were met with a soft chuckle. "I understand. No worries," she assured her. "I'm used to doing things on my own, so settling in and finding things wasn't an issue." Asla soon found a patch of nice, lush grass and seated herself upon it with a sigh. It had been a long, fast run and she was glad to be off of her paws for a moment.

"And how is your daughter?" Tall, grey ears slid forward with interest. Whoever would have thought that she of all wolves would be interested to hear about babies? "Doing well, I hope." Manea seemed to be doing well. Had the pup not been healthy, she doubted the fae would be in such good spirits.

"Aslatiel"