Amaya hummed as she walked along the walls around the palace, adding some spins and flips along the way. She was in a state of peace here, she didn't understand why she fought staying back in her family's world when her sister's was so much more pure and free of human influence. Perhaps in some odd sense, it felt as if he won if he ran her from her own world. Emeralds faded into silver, doing a flip while summoning a few daggers of ice, aiming for a target far away, smiling as it hit the bullseye. Perhaps a talk with the bastard was to be had... soon, but not now. Ears twitch, hearing her sister's call, smiling brightly as the kitsune approached, wrapping her up in a hug. "Let's go to that cafe with the floral themed treats, okay, Oneesama?" Just a bit more peace before the darkness of past wounds can take hold...