the path of the wind

Kiriko

Brushing aside the pleasantries as he does... she expects it. Kiriko knows that he will. She needs it. The formality gives her something to cling to. Formality provided her safety in the storm. More formality would dissolve between them, hopefully, given the news. At least in the comfort of their own home... their own. She's getting ahead of herself. Swallowing hard, Kiriko's gaze remains steady. In this situation, she... well, she sits as his equal in ways that no other can. Whether or not that's a good thing for her... that was yet to be seen.

Already, there is a slight swell to her sides. For her to be showing this early... well, large litter would be an understatement. Though frustration was clear in his sigh, dripping into his tone, Kiriko knows this is her moment to shine. Her movements are light, each step taken in a way that both minimizes her presence and accentuates all the right things. "You are a powerful, single leader, with no heir," she speaks quietly. Stepping ever-closer to Hattori, though her posture remains low. Inviting, though subtly so. Kiriko won't overplay her hand, but oh the promise of that heir and the way she'd let the low light of their den catch on the swell of her side.

"I wish to offer you a solution to both problems." She doesn't meet his eyes. No, Kiriko's gaze remains fixed on his face, trying to catch any expression. Any indication. Any anything. It's a loaded question, an offer that left her cards on the table. Vulnerable, but Hattori hadn't let her down yet. Kiriko could only hope the offer was enticing enough.

"Speech"

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