Rubies would switch to take in the view of the Olori, leaping from her perch, falling neatly on the dry-snow covered ground. His colorful gems would sweep over her small frame, as she looked onto the glint in them. "Isokan is your pack. Not ours. I may not approve of every choice you make, but don't worry about my loyalties, brother, but think about the rest of your pack. May Denki guide you through the vast expanse of the world." Her steely banner would sweep behind her. She already knew of the absence of the black butterfly, her presence hadn't gone unnoticed either, nor had her absence. "I am neither happy or sad that Mariposa has departed. It is her choice to leave if she wanted to pursue her desires." Rubies were hard and stern with truth, her tone kept even and smooth as normal, one that never was revealed to the public world. She was a silent warrioress, only to those she knew and trusted could her voice be heard.
