A Princess doesn't get their paws dirty

Kyanite was as stubborn as they came. So when her dad had set her to organising the storage room - a task she could do no matter the time of day - she made sure to sigh and grumble and really let everyone around her know how she felt about it. How much her dad was asking of her.

She put it off as long as she could, until she really didn’t have any more excuses, and then made her way to the room. There were coats shoved to the side, and meat that had been dried, but not organised in any disconcernable way. Frankly, it was a mess. She let out one more very weary sigh, and grabbed a box to use as a stoll. Her father had said he would be sending one more wolf her way to help with the work, and she wondered who she would be stuck with. If she was lucky, maybe she could foist most of the work onto them…

"Kite"