Peace Offering

It was obvious that Sirius didn't want to talk about his children and Isa shrugged. "Of course, my lord," the fae gave a bow. "They're your children." If he didn't want to talk about them, that was fine. It did make her terribly curious though. Would his children all be as stubborn and uppity as their father? She'd have to meet them eventually and was already making mental plans to seek them out.

The sigh of acceptance brought a triumphant, mischievous grin to Isa's features. The woman's pale tipped tail swished lazily back and forth at her hips, obviously pleased with his agreement that she would be going. Sirius let her know that he'd be going up to the Point and Isa lifted one paw, swinging it out in a flourish. "Lead the way, my lord." Though she called him 'my lord' it was said as a joke and so she always said it with a bit of snark in her accented tones. Today it was all in good fun, however.

As she fell in step beside Sirius, her pace forced to be a bit quicker than his, the woman gave him a side-eye and asked. "This is the second time I've heard you mention this place. Why is it so important?" Isa knew that it was up a mountainside and that the going would be hard. Was that the reason that Sirius liked it so much? She imagined not many would bother to make such a trek. Was solitude his reasoning?

"Isa"