Yara caught the piece of meat Ignita tossed to her with a grateful nod, quickly settling down to eat. She appreciated the gesture, knowing it was a sign of Ignita's respect, despite the underlying tensions. As she ate, she couldn't help but notice the slight shift within Ignita. The offer to drop formal titles was unexpected, but Yara understood it was a gesture meant to bridge the gap between them. Why did Ignita want that, though?
"Thank you, Ignita," Yara replied softly, the name feeling foreign on her tongue but not unwelcome. It was an honor to be allowed such familiarity, and Yara took it to heart, determined to prove herself worthy of this trust.
She finished her meal quickly, keeping an eye on Ignita and the pups. The little one that had been whining earlier now seemed content, nestled close to his mother's side. Yara smiled at the sight, but her focus quickly returned to Ignita as she suggested teaching her letters.
Yara's ears perked up with interest. "I'd love to learn," she responded eagerly, her eyes brightening at the prospect. The chance to learn something new, especially something as valuable as reading, was not an opportunity she took lightly.
"I've always wanted to learn to read, but never had the chance," she admitted, "I'm ready whenever you are."
Yara moved a little closer, positioning herself where she could easily see the paper and charcoal that Ignita had with her. The idea of learning letters, of understanding the words that so often eluded her, filled Yara with a bit of brightness. This was more than just a lessonl it was a chance to connect with Ignita on a deeper level, to show that she was more than just a servant.
As she waited for Ignita to begin, Yara's tail gave a small, excited wag, a clear sign of her anticipation. She was ready to absorb everything Ignita had to each, eager to prove herself capable and worthy of this newfound trust she had given her.
"Speech."
