A Story To Tell

The red girl drew near and introduced herself, saying that she'd seen Iki around before. The older fae nodded. She knew who Fia was, but they'd never spoken. "Good to officially meet you, Fiametta. I'm Ikigai, but you can call me Iki." One black gloved paw rose, the dexterous digits motioning to the space nearby. "Would you care to sit and talk or did you have other things on your mind to do tonight?" She didn't know what the young girl was out doing all on her own, nor did she know that the child may not have been allowed to do so. Either way, she would offer companionship if that was agreeable to both of them.

Iki looked back out over the rocks, silvered eyes catching moonlight for a moment and suddenly she missed home. She missed her sister and her mom. She missed her uncle. She even missed her idiot brother. The corners of her mouth ticked downward in sadness for but a moment before she regained composure. She was doing this for them. For the betterment of both her people and Elysium's people, which were also now her people as well. She had to keep reminding herself of that. This was now her home and she had to remember it as such.

"Ikigai"