Ankyra Sound he beat her with a belt once, ‘cause she cried

Raleska pouted, her ears canted aside in response to the warrior’s denial. As much as her body looked the part of sulking teenager, her eyes were bright - exposing that she was quite curious in spite of her sour deportment.

She had never given much thought to what she would grow up into. The ability to look ahead with careful foresight was not a trait often exhibited in teenagers and Raleska was no exception. As Eurycrates’ posture softened, Raleska’s grew with pride: she new the exact answer. 

I want to grow up to be like my father. Her little chest was puffed, and her ears strongly tilted forward. She glanced to Eurycrates in a sly manner, daring him to find absurdity in what she believed was a noble conquest.