paint the skies with the hues of your eyes

Shuriken was naturally a wolf that watched and observed instead of ever being talkative or forthright herself. She didn’t have the confidence to offer her opinion in a crowded setting and couldn’t dream of knowing better than anything her mother would say. She still believed she was the wrong choice, but still she tried her hardest and did her best. Which was better even than she realized now. While she didn’t like to over-speak he wasn’t uncomfortable in another’s presence and Celeste was nice to be around and gentle in her teaching.

Her question was met with a good natured chuckle as Celeste took little time to explain, confusingly, her relationship with Kuroki. Friendship? Even she didn’t really know. The feeling was far too familiar as she was reminded unintentionally of Remus. There was no consensus to their relationship/friendship but Ike knew how much she cared about the man. Something told her whatever was between her brother and Celeste was considerably different.

"Sorry..” Maybe it was a little rude of her to start off like that. Her ears lowered to her skull as she glanced away bashfully. "I just worry about him sometimes.” Ike shook herself slightly to recover from her foolishness. "What was your home like?” She asked curiously, Ashen was the only home she had ever known, how different was the place Celeste was from? "Was it anything like Ashen?”

"Speech"