So Natu had come and went, letting on to Sleekwing the news of how Grayson had been found. She would have stayed longer but she wished eagerly to get home and to see her children. After so much time away she often grew worried about them, needing to feel their growing figures pressed into her side or smell their homey scent. Alistair, above all, enjoyed her attentions and Arthfael would give her his own secret smile that told her even if he didn't say it out loud that he loved his mother. Ankh enjoyed her attentions for only a minute or two before she would grow irate for sitting that long seemed impossible for her unless something incredibly interesting was happening. She had both her mother and her uncles spirit, that need to move and travel. It was for that reason that she had found her rapidly growing daughter this morning to ask her if she wished to visit Ailith and the children.

A resounding yes had sent birds into flight in the woodlands and left Natu grinning smugly at her exuberant child as they had begun the short walk from the woodlands to the mountains. Ankh bounded forward more often than not before she would pause, prick her ears and lift her tail and then prance until her mother came closer. "Let us race, mother! I bet I can beat you now that my legs are longer," Ankh boasts in her usual competitive way and Natu cants her head slightly with a sly look. "Youth is often in above their head, I think, but fine. We shall start from here to the borders just over that ridge. Ready? Set. GO!" She shouts and the two figures take off at a dead race, although Natu pulls back slightly so that Ankh can remain by her side for the girl pumps her legs furiously.

It is amazing how fast children grow, that russet fur thickening and lengthening across her slender figure and Natu is almost sorrowful to see it. She would grow into a beautiful lady although whoever decided upon her would have one temper and spirit to deal with. The idea of grandbabies... how strange and how wonderful! As they crest the ridge and head straight for the border Natu puts on a burst of speed that has Ankh growling in consternation until mother stands at the finish line with a grin and a heaving chest. Ankh doesn't finish the race running, instead she stamps with a glower on her face. "Fine, but next time I will win." And she was determined she would. Her scowl turned to a secretive smile when Natu leaned down to lick her on the head with her own conciliatory smile.

Then she thrust up her head into the air and let her song ricochet off the mountainsides once more, calling for Ailith and her children while Ankh darted past the border and began sniffing around the grass, tail wagging before she darted back to her mother and plopped down on the ground, eager to see her new cousins. After all, she was the princess and she needed to find her an entourage.