Spring had dawned and over the past year, she had grown more and honed her skills thanks to the lessons her parents and Cuirass had given her. Despite the fact, she knew she was still growing her limbs had grown more accustom and honed her elegant gate. Menkhet moved like a graceful dancer as she trailed behind her sister. She knew mother expected her to keep things under control and be sure that Bastet did not become a target, however, while she loved her sister, Menkhet could not truly be bothered to overly vigilant and protective at least until she needed to step in. Her opalescent gaze roamed over the horizon as they were making the long trek towards the mountains.
Mother talked about the mountains to her adviser on occasion though she never truly grasped the entire conversation. The fem just understood her distaste for the area but even now the multi-colored girl couldn't be bothered to contemplate it for long. The scent that often permeated Mochi's coat wafted in her nose as she drank it deeply. Even now she contemplated going to spend time with her companion rather than chatter with others, however, there was business to be attended to and all she was left to reluctantly follow her sister opposed to doing something more enthralling with her time. At the ever least she had much to learn, others to study, and tools she needed to hone.
It did not take the fem long to come face to face with her sister, her head held high as she approached her and a flash of a tooth with a small growl escaped her maw in a cheeky greeting. Bastet still smiled and wagged her tail until a warmer action was given and she spoke;