Tesseract. His name no longer brings my fur to a bristle but rather, my brow to a tilt. As she speaks his name, it is as if she immediately appears differently; now I can recognize the slope of her forehead and the angle of her eyes, the exact silver of her fur and length of her leg. Yet, she does not carry herself with the same arrogance nor with her sister's erratic cadence. For a moment, I am inclined to simply nod in response, eyes narrowing ever so slightly before the thought finally comes to fruition: "Does the allure of your brother's kingdom in the moors not interest you?" I am curious, of course, as to why she would prefer here as opposed to the comfort of a sibling, a place where even her mother and father could freely roam. Is Iromar not a home now too? Even if their leaders change, is it not the same as here?

In any case, I shift my posture to something more open, something more welcoming as I step aside a pace. I have fast deduced in my life that it is sometimes best to keep those who hold your suspicion closer than those that do not; it is why Dieloch had roamed freely in Glorall and why I had welcomed Arcturus so freely before I had grown fond of the man. Besides, I am aware of my own abilities, my own strengths. If I could dispatch her father so easily then surely she would be no different if she chose to reclaim his lost title. There is little risk. Only reward.

"Glorall is your home as it is mine," I motion towards the land behind me with a flick of my muzzle, "but do not think this is a place where idleness is rewarded..." the implication is there: she is no longer a princess, an heir who can simply sit about and reap the rewards of having been born in the right den. If she desires the best meat, the best dens and the best rewards then she must work for them as any other. For now though, I allow my shoulders and tail to fall into a further relaxed position, pivoting slightly so that I might lead her further into the territory's fold if she so desires. We will walk shoulder to shoulder, the beginning of what I imagine will be quite an...interesting path of discovery.