You Deserve Nice Things

Alastor had been on Ikigai's mind for quite some time. The big man had done wonders for her and had shown that she was important to him. Ikigai, ever articulate and well spoken, couldn't put into words just how much that meant to her. She could show him, however. Iki had begun to work on a gift for the man during the end of her mourning period. The woman still had to heal from her miscarriage and broken ribs, so she kept herself busy with crafting. Thanks to her nimble digits, Ikigai was able to create something that very few others were capable of. It took time, but once she was done, the woman packaged the gift well and went to seek out the receiver.

With the handle of the package between pristine white teeth, the Ashen princess approached the den of Manea and Alastor. Iki scratched at the door, but there was no answer. With a little frown, she took the gift in her maw once more and made her way down the mountain where she then sat at the mouth of the pathway that led upwards. Once there, the soot and snow woman seated herself, curling her long, ink brush of a tail around her body. She was content to wait for Alastors return, as long as that took.

"Speech"