Dancing Polar bear

Illusion's smile widened at Wylan's playful comment. “A traveling act? Now that would be something to see. Any tickets for sale?” She responded with a light laugh, her eyes twinkling with amusement. As he described the surrounding areas, her interest visibly piqued. “The Armada?” She echoed, glancing in the direction he indicated. “I’m sorry, I don’t know much about the packs in the lands. Just Insomnia.”

Her gaze returned to Wylan, appreciative of his detailed suggestions. “A battlefield… I do need to learn better self defense, I’m usually hiding behind my brother in a fight.” She stepped a little closer, her posture open and inviting. Friendly as she could make it, though perhaps a bit inappropriate. Not that she would know it. “You think they'll wipe the floor with me?” Silver orbs peeked up at the older boy, a brow raising as she delivered her playful joke.

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