We Make The Rules

She liked that he could play along, a little indication that he briefly liked her company as well, regardless that he had only just shown a minute ago. She wouldn't pester him for the moment, instead enjoy the darkening skies across the black shores as he joined beside her. As if maybe they were friends or something. At the very least allies she thought. She wasn't very harsh to others in general anyways. But Albion hadn't given her any reason to chase him away.

She kind of rolled her eyes as he had asked what brought her to the southern shores. It was a few seconds before anything left her mouth showing her deteste of the subject. "Ava's given the pack to our uncle." Was that really such a bad thing? Perhaps not. But Fia grew up as the spoiled princess she was. That didn't make her incapable of much, she knew how to hold her own. But the idea that her sister, and her mother, was now pushed onto her uncle's line. She didn't like it. "I'm going to The Hallows to make a delivery." Plain and simple. Nothing of how she was trying to keep her true bloodline in the top of the pack. If it was her and Ava, that would be enough.

Turning her laid body in towards him, propping her head up on her paw as she looked up at him she questioned, "Kleins are nocturnal?" Same as Elysium as far as she could remember. Her other paw reached up to softly brush down his leg, perhaps hoping to be a little more inviting than she already had been. "So you could just be out for a stroll then."

"Fiametta"