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Akira · February 14, 2019, 12:37 PM

It is already too late to swim when the water reaches your lips.

Akira felt no hostility ride on the energy between them- she had offered none, thus righteously, none was returned back to her. She appreciated this ruler having some civil intent, atleast. He seemed wise, waiting to see if she should present some sort of trouble child as he felt over her visually. She felt it, all of it, even as bicolored gaze rocked over her own averted view. She knew well chi, energy and the like which was meant to be minded. So she minded it well.
As expected, it bode her well.

Rising from her slight bow, she finally met the top of crown to the Emperor of this pack, her deep jewels staying to that singular silver sliver atop his regal mind. Chin tilted up, and cream rear brought to a seat, she was a supplicant if dealing whatever information he required, as well as a recipient of whatever he desire to give her. Cape of ebony shimmered it’s blue reflect within the early morn light.

“She has not. She is handling a personal affair, and her time was short with me.” Akira could not tell whether it was meant to be known to the Alpha or whether it was meant to be kept a secret, but she withheld it initially. Unless of course the titan deemed it worth his time to ask, which Akira would have no choice but to reveal Elixir’s mothering sickness.

But rather than leave herself free to interpretation of it, she kept herself silent, awaiting whatever the Emperor would ask or release upon her.
Her silence was between them both until he chose to speak once more.

Not all birds have been taught to fly. Some simply fall until they either learn, or perish.