Sirius wanted to test her? It was a silly thought, but she wouldn't tell him so. Isa was charming and thoughtful and quite clever, so thinking that she might need to be tested for a rank that required all three of those traits was comical. She would humor him though. He wanted her to think of a gift for his allies daughter, then she would do just that. It might be nice to see some of the land and stretch her legs a bit. She would need an escort, of course. Even if she was the greatest fighter in the land, luck had a way of abandoning her, as her track record showed.
It was easy to agree to the task that she was given and she did so with a nod. Sirius then laid out his third request, but added stipulations to it. He wanted a kiss... but she could tell him no. "You are a sly devil, Warlord." Isa's dark blue tail lashed back and forth behind her as she eyed him with a narrowed gaze. She wanted to kiss him. She wanted him to kiss her. So, what was the problem?
Isa didn't want to be a secret. She didn't want to be a passing fancy. The woman didn't require that they be public lovers and go out and get married and all of that, but she didn't want to be forgotten. Sirius was a Warlord. He could have whatever fae he wanted, she was sure. It frightened her that he might toss her aside after he got what he wanted from her. At some point though, she had to trust him, right?
The woman brought her glacial gaze up to meet the dire brute's big blue eyes. She exhaled long and slow and gave her second request. "I want to be able to trust you," she admitted softly before rising to all four paws and lifting her lips up to press them against his. She would give him his kiss of her own volition and could only hope that it wouldn't bite her in the tail later.
