Hoshor Plains Little Boxes

Sorry for the late reply I didn't have Zhavvi-Muse. >D

Zhavvi was still standing next to him, clearly amused with this whole ordeal. When the male turned over his belly for her to see Zhavvi was even more pleased because it almost looked if her uncle was submissive to her. Zhavvi didn't mind that, and her uncle was in one way or the other. She had her feminine charms after all. She knew her way to soften her uncle or should she say the opposite... Zhavvi smirked at her own thought process. She placed her paw against her uncle's shoulder and pushed him back on his side. "Very intimidating," she spoke not really impressed.

Her uncle could be such a puppy. Zhavvi liked that though. Eventually the princess sat down and glanced over the older male. "I want to fight," she then spoke, hopefully her uncle had digested part of his meal because she was warned about too much activity after a meal. She did care for her uncle in a way. "I want to fight you! Can I? I need to expand my knowledge on becoming a warrior princess! A lethal one."