i got friends in low places
She seemed to have taken to the Polar Sound, one of the new parts the empire had recently claimed. Strange creatures were found here, some that interested her, drawing at her curiosity. She had spent some time here, watching them, but one could only imagine her surprise when her attention was drawn to the form of a small pup. She would stand, her violet eyes on the child, as she worked her way down from the sheer rock, where she had found a crevice to lurk in, watching and she would move towards him. In the few moments she'd be looking away, he would be approached by a young penguin, and she felt a prickle of worry. The young were harmless, but she wasn't sure what an adult would do to a pup.
Paws hitting the snow, she'd move quietly towards the pair, coming up behind the child, her gaze on the adult birds. As she drew closer she would speak, "making friends?" The question would be asked softly and she'd glance at the young penguin, her eyes wary, but not directly unfriendly. She was just unsure about the bird. The pup was young, much younger than the others and that led her to suspect that he was the most recent sibling that she had, a child of her father and her father's queen. Lowering herself to the ground near the child, she'd smile at the pair, "I am Roman Armada, your half sister, I do believe." The introduction was for both the bird and the pup, and she would relax a little, though her attention was still half-way fixed on the adult penguins near-by. |