A Story To Tell

It was normal indeed. Ikigai was used to being up during nighttime hours as some members of her family were more nocturnal in nature. Sensitive eyes ran in the family. Sun sensitivity too. Despite her pale coat, Iki hasn't been cursed with sensitivity and she was thankful for that. Other than habit, the woman preferred the hours when the rest of the world slept. There was something... special about it.

Dexterous paws made their way to the mainland, leaving Deimos and the pack behind for a bit. She needed time to breathe. Time to think. So much had happened in such a short time. She was still reeling from the fact that she was a mated woman. It was surreal. She still hasn't processed it all.

Soft pawsteps brought the pallid faes neck curling and her snake slit eyes landed upon a ruby coated youngling. Iki nodded and smiled, dark ears flicking forward curiously.

"Ikigai"