She lingered within the thick walls watching him through the leaves. Talk? He wanted to speak with her? Not many sought her out, nevermind to speak to her. The way many of her interactions had gone so far was her instigating some mischief and her name being called out in annoyance...
Slinking between the thick poles she cautiously came forward toward her towering father. His imposing stature and serious nature had been enough to deter her from him causing mischief directly. Why would he want to talk if she weren't in trouble?
She weaved her way out of the walls and sat before him, slowly dropping her kill at his feet and looking up at him inquisitively but wary, her tail tucked tightly against her hip. Her golden eyes would search his features as he spoke, as if trying to peer behind the words and search his meaning or perhaps to focus on the way he spoke and his facial features conveyed each word. Regardless, she would observe intensely.
Asahi does not typically speak, even sometimes when she wants to.
Her brother Jiro may enter her threads unannounced!
