Look what the cat dragged in; Nayl, Any

[Lewana]

Lewana

Her gaze flickers curiously as she watches him, posture and all. He seems tense in her presence maybe the shifting was too much for him? She ponders quietly to herself, tempted to release a chuckle when he grunts giving her no answer to her question. After all being the first child born of Nerine, one would assume they would be welcomed back. But instead she's stuck with him... that is until he calls for her, although Lewana knows that the queen be far after her rather loud roar and all.

It doesn't take long for the inky girl to spot the queen over the horizon, and finally her welcome is said, and familiarity washes over her like a wave. Although it may of not been meant to be welcoming, the girl takes it anyways. "Nayl." She greets with a dip of her ebony crown. Her verdant gaze shifts between the pair, and focusing on Nayl. "I'd like to be in the army. I'd like to follow up on that training I asked for in my youth." She states simply.

Perviously she had declined because of her parentage, a daughter of two diplomats shouldn't go looking for military training, but she wanted something better for herself. So now she asks again, no strings attached, her parents had fall off the face of the earth, and she was the only feline left standing.

Baby, this is not wonderland.

I didn't want to leave either of you hanging so I decided I will try to post Lewana every once in a while.