The growling bundle swatted at her tail with his claws, reminding her vividly of the first time she had met him. He was still just as sweet, and Lakota had no qualms with entertaining him for a while. He made her heart melt just a little, and only a flicker of a smile betrayed her visibly. Little ones always made her turn to goo, she simply couldn't help but want to take everybody within sight and curl them close and protect them. So long as they weren't too terribly annoying at least. Eytan was just as precious to her as Ktulu, and though she would never understand him like her mistress she would always find him absolutely adorable. If him taking a few strands of her tail out was the only payment for his happiness, she would gladly lose them. However her eyes drifted from where they had been lingering on the little cub- growing cub, she laughed ironically in her mind- and fixed on Ktulu's. Though her thoughts had run away she had not been staring at him long, and she guessed it was hardly noticeable. The ghost of a smile that remained on her face only turned wry and almost teasing. She never had to worry about Ktulu taking her facial expressions wrong- they had both seen rather horrible things, and Ktulu probably understood the best out of everybody that Lakota was very secretive about her heart, despite spreading it out like a canopy to cover the entire Grey. She does not comment on being called stubborn, more amused than anything, waiting instead for the words she senses are to come. Dark lavender irises hardened with determination, smile turning a bit more serious. "We will someday, I swear that to you. The Grey is meant for more than this, and it will happen." Her tone gave no room for argument, stubborn in her belief. Unrestrained love and pride for the band she was in was visible in her gaze, but she didn't care to hide it. Ktulu would not comment upon something so close to issues neither of them touched down on often. Lakota was grateful for that, neither of them being very well-versed in the emotional realm.
The 'I told you so' was expected and her lips twitched up, allowing Ktulu to see that she was admitting to the younger mare being right. No verbal admission was necessary, her body always spoke for her. Ktulu had indeed been right, and Lakota had thanked every God for it since finding her sister in the Threshold. The weight her mistress placed on her shoulders was fitting. If Hana ever got out of line or couldn't handle it, Lakota would suck it up and kick her out. It would hurt, and would likely tear her apart to have to choose between them, but that was not a scenario she envisioned happening. Despite being a healer, Hana was still a warrior within when it came down to necessity. "You have my word, then." But a look of gratitude was flashed towards Ktulu, thankful that she would allow her sister a place in their beloved home. Her sister merely nodded and smiled a little at Ktulu's words, turning and disappearing with a quiet murmur to inform Lakota she was off to find Ophelia and introduce herself. Lakota nodded and brushed her spine gently with her muzzle as she walked past her and left. Focusing once more on Ktulu after the alabaster patches of her sibling had disappeared, she flicked her plume against her legs and turned her gaze back to the topic, literally. Eytan remained in her vision for a few moments before returning to Ktulu, always one to look someone in the eyes when speaking. "It gives him charm," she admitted, allowing her face to soften in a subtle way now that they were alone. With Ktulu she didn't have to act like she was on guard, after all. She trusted Ktulu with not only her life, but even her sister's. It was a large stretch for her, but Ktulu had proven to her time and again that she and the Grey would always be there, be strong. For that, Lakota would be at her side as long as mortality would allow her, even if the Grey disbanded. Ophelia and Ktulu were her precious twins, and she was the grizzly bear that followed behind them like a silent promise that if anyone tried to hurt them when she was around, there would be hell. Not that Ktulu needed to know that, though with the intensity she could almost feel in her own eyes, she guessed that the woman knew. Her eyes always did give her away with those she trusted. "I'm not good with...words and all that shit, but thank you. For allowing her to stay. I would have always stayed, Ktulu. You are my family just as much as she is." Grunting softly she turned her head away. It made her feel awkward to say it, but she didn't know how well Ktulu could read her, and if she could see it all just yet. In time, she would understand Lakota and her ways. But for now, the words would have to do.
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