if there is one things gods love, it's tragedy

The small Daimyo walks the paths of the new lands, familiarizing her paws with these new trails. It feels strange to be in Ashen’s ‘old’ lands when all of her memories of are of the islands and shrine. Seere will always support and honor her aunt’s wishes for the pack and so, when they were told about the move, the girl decided to do everything in her power to make these lands her home. So, she walks. Paunch, the girl’s pallas’s cat weaves his way along path, dodging random dive bomb attacks from Aisling, the barn swallow. They plod along in comfortable silence, enjoying the chilly winter day, when a call pulls the trio to a stop.

A smile tugs at the girl’s lips as she recognizes her uncle’s voice on the wind and, with a glance toward her companions, they all swiftly race to the lake. Soon enough, her uncle Incubus’s towering form comes into view and she quickly comes to a skidding stop in front of him. Tail wags happily as her tongue lolls out the side of her open mouth while a smile pulls her lips upward. Happily, the girl chirps, “Hi uncle! How are you doing today? How can I help?” The questions are rapid fired as she practically wiggles with excitement. She may be nearing her adult age but the youthful innocence and joy of Seere are far from being left behind.