Whisper tilted slightly reading the text on display, confused. The wisp floats up and over her shoulder, taking a closer look at the young princess.
The wolf's eye narrowly opened, letting a gasp through.
' π²π’ππ ? πππππππ π’ππ ππππ’ππ π πππ πππ ππππππ . . . '
Sigh... she can't win with him.
Blaze nods. She'll keep that in mind... for something, she's certain of it. She's just not sure what.
Once she spots Cyan, though, her pupils momentarily narrow to slits out of surprise, fur bristling before settling to normal.
βWhat is that?β
She signs hastily. Was it a ghost?
βππππ ππ πππ
Fate is never a thing Whisper thinks about, not anymore at least.
She returns the firm shake with her own, before releasing her hold returning the hand to her side.
' πππππ . ππ ππππ πππ πππππππππ . . . '
She whispered. Cyan peeking over Whisper's shoulder, curious.
More fate nonsense? She hopes not...
Blaze reciprocates the gesture and nods, firmly shaking the wolf's hand. It was a warm handshake, even through the fabric of the princess' glove.
βWhisper. Fitting for a recon agent. I have to wonder, if that's your real name, or a codename...β
βππππ ππ πππ
' π ππππππ π’ππ . . . π πππ'π ππππ . πππ πππ πππππππππ . '
Whisper confirmed. She breaks a smile for the young princess, setting her wispon to her side.
' πππ'π πππ’ π π ππ ππ ππππ ππ ππ’ πππ . '
She extends a hand, wish to shake the young Blaze hand.
' πππππππ . '
Well, selectively. But she would learn that if Blaze were to open up a bit.
βOther Me? Second time I've heard that...β
She looks almost... self-conscious when she finishes signing that.
βWho are you? You seem to know a fair bit about me. Consider this my 'reconnaissance'.β
βππππ ππ πππ
She is a mute? This is new, adding to findings. Her mask translating the signage for the wolf.
' . . . πππππππππ . . . πππππ πππππππππ . . . π’ππ πππ πππ π’ππππππ ππππ πππ π±πππ£π π ππππ . '
