Cassiopeia

An oddly short Mirror sits on an elegant rug she'd brought along to avoid getting her dress dirty. She shuffles in her spot and puffs out her chest in an attempt to make a lasting impression during her first Admittance. "I have been speakin' with an outsider. He's been all about the Lightweaver since he showed up." Cassiopeia sticks her tongue out in disgust and shudders. "When he first showed up, he had this... air to 'im. Like somethin' about 'im was screamin' at me to tell 'im the ways of the Righteous One. He's the only member of my clan who will listen to my teachin's. Everybody else pushes me away like I'm crazy." She lowers her head, but her head picks right back up a few seconds after. "And the one thing that infuriates me as a fellow sister is an Emperor! An abomination in my clan! Why did they let it in to guard the clan?!" She yells, stomping a gloved paw on the ground. "I hope that one day its tame demeanor vanishes and slaughters the whole clan like it should've long ago. It's what Her Ominous would've wanted." She huffs, stretching her large wings.

"I 'pologize for my temper. In short, I've got an Emperor, too. And I may recruit a new member. Just gotta give 'im a lil' more time."