Taste these embers and ash

Long legs moved with practiced ease through the mountain she had called home for far too long, long enough to make her realize that her loyalty had remained to the mountain itself rather then to the idiots who had claimed the lands themselves. She had stuck around simply out of stubbornness, her inability to accept change and to, if she was being perfectly honest, piss off whoever was trouncing around her home. Since Nnoitra's fall she had found herself grasping at threads, attempting to connect with anyone or anything. She had thought she had found that with Morphine but she was gone now, disappeared to the winds probably off with some guy again. She couldn't be loyal to someone like that?But now there was Desiree. She had finally found someone to be loyal to. The had come her children and there was some sort of feeling towards them there too though she would freely admit that she had no idea what any of it meant. In all honesty Rune seemed to be the only one she understood her feelings towards, her dear nephew seemed to be her anchor and it was because of him that she was traverse there mountainous slopes on such a dark night. She made no attempt to hide her passage or quiet her steps, rocks skittering uselessly out of her path as white dipped paws kicked them away. Useless?

He must be out with his family? She slowed her trek for a moment, black lined eyes flittering across the darkened landscape to see if she could steal a glimpse of her dear nephew only to find a different form moving downwards. He was dark like Rune but it was not him?He bore strange markings and for a moment Vi stood on her little plateau and studied the strange male in his descent. She was cloaked in shadows, hidden for a short time from his view by a large boulder a bit further up the mountain from her. But a few steps forward would bring her into plain sight, blood red coat painfully obvious against the ashen landscape. "Who is this who traverses my home?" She called easily, even with her voice raised lavish dripped from her tones as she studied him. A few more bounds and she would move up the mountain towards him before stopping to once again study him. Peculiar indeed...