Dainty feet moved across the mountainous terrain with the swift care and precision only possessed by one who had been born to its slopes, capricious and unforgiving as they could be. A fact that was only rooted further in the minds of its inhabitants by the recent rock slide that had led to her aunt caring for two stray pups alongside the two she had born earlier. Still it caused the young princess to consider her steps with a bit more care these days as she traipsed across her home. As of late she had taken the time to slow down and enjoy her youth, especially now that her younger sister had been named as her mother’s heir it took a certain weight off her slender shoulders. There had been a time when such an appointment might have upset her, a time when her hot temper inherited from an absentee father would have burned uncontrollable, but time had brought a bit of perspective to the girl. After being forced from their home and living in Diveen all she had thought of was revenge and retribution, but after seeing what the pressure and responsibilities required to hold such a position she had become content to run parallel to it. Now she helped where she could, lending a paw where needed, and it afforded her a quiet life with plenty of time for keeping up her excellent fur care.

Today she had one thing in mind, to find her mother and perhaps finally take up more of an active role in the running of their home. The time had come to find something to call her own; since birth she had always shared everything with her brothers and it was time for them all to find the paths their lives would take. A smile crossed her delicate features as she stepped into the clearing surrounded by the tall pines and oaks that peppered the mountains, the sun beating warm on her back and gleaming against the shine of her coat that so closely mirrored that of her mother where she stood on the other side of it. She barked a greeting in return, unable to resist the way her luxurious tail beat a little faster just by her mere presence.

Their mother had always been a powerful force in Moladion, one not to be trifled with and a name that everyone knew whether they liked it or not, and it felt like a lot to live up to on occasion. However, the blood of the mountain ran in her veins as well and she thought herself more than up for the challenge. “Hello, mother,” she called lightly, moving to press her nose into the thick warmth of Daenerys’ scruff in greeting. “I’m glad I found you, there’s a few things I think we should discuss.” She sat down on the warm grass, her long tail coming to wrap around her small feet in a move that was markedly strategic, the young girl always knowing just how to present herself. Ever a princess.