Even the gods envy mortals

Sephiran spoke her name and the woman could feel his eyes upon her. The barest of smiles lifted the corners of her maw and the marbled fae made a show of giving a languid stretch before laying upon her belly in the snow, forelegs crossed delicately. "Sephiran," she purred in return as she settled in to hear what he had to say.

It seemed as though her cousin was bringing the family back together. Or intending to, anyway. The ragtag bunch didn't look like much, but with a few well honed, sharp minds to guide them, they could very well be turned into a strong, fighting force. Kaino recognized a few faces. Others were new. She would be social later. For now, she would listen, observe and learn.

When Seph stopped speaking, the silent question was given over to the gathering. Would they be with him or against him? Kaino, comfortable and confident wherever she roamed, answered aloud, a hint of humor in her sultry, mellifluous tones. "It's good for you that leadership is too much responsibility or I might give you a run for your money." Another grin, though this one was a bit larger, more genuine. Mint and ice eyes closed momentarily as the fae gave a nod in her cousin's direction. "I'll support you in any way that I can." With that, her hand was shown. Who would follow suit?