Whos in charge here?

Kite a soft snort at that. Independence was all she thought about. Well, that, and succeeding, and proving smart-ass Azure wrong any chance she got. When she needed someone to hold her hand, it was a private thing, and not something she was proud of. As they made their way through the woods, she often lifted her head to the air. Scenting her way. Lioness, the cat at her paws, directed her if there was any chance she would walk face first into a tree.

Even with the cat's help, it was slow going. She hated sunny days. “So, why did you join Armada, anyway?” She asked, filling in the silence in a bid to understand the woman beside her. There had to be a reason Sirius had assigned this woman to her today, right? Maybe the sooner she figured it out the sooner she could be rid of her.

"Kite"