Peace Offering

Sirius huffed and told her that the children didn't need to be catered to. Isa huffed in return. "Of course they don't need it, but they might appreciate it." The blue fae shrugged, one shoulder lifting gracefully. "A little special treat might be nice for them. Who knows?" Isa didn't have children. Not anymore. She could only assume that she knew what a child might like. With their mother having passed, a little special attention might very well have made their day.

The brute joked with her about hurting her feelings and a sigh ghosted through the woman's grey nares. "It takes a lot more than that to hurt my feelings, Warlord." Though they didn't know one another well, he should have realized by now that she was made of stronger stuff. Someone's feelings could only be hurt if they were given that power, and Isa had given Sirius no such thing.

Upon admitting that he needed to burn off some energy, the fae got to her paws, giving a little stretch. "Okay. Where are we going?" With her cerulean gaze upon him, the lady gave her skull a tilt. He said that he needed to burn off energy, but Isa felt as though he may have just been trying to go be alone with his misery. Maybe what Sirius really needed was a friend. If he'd stop being such a bastard, he'd realize that the woman was actually quite good at that.

"Isa"