Northstar Vale Your art was the prettiest art of all the art.

Immediately she responded with a look of indignation that reminded Haruki of his sister Sumi when their parents told her she wasn't allowed to do something. His ears flicked back and his own features crumpled into a similar look as she pointed with her muzzle, though he didn't follow the motion. "Wot?" he huffed, clearly confused but moreso affronted. Who did she think she was pulling the reverse uno card on him? "No," he corrected. "Mama's here."

He jerked his head back in a gesture towards the den, before straightening himself up proudly as she demanded who he was. "I'm Haruki," he announced to this...Witu girl. Whoever she was. "I'mma prince." So you better start treating me like one.