The sounds of several cats meowing back and forth within an enclosed space, or more so a separate area in which the inhabitant was free to make herself comfortable. Enough so that they can feel as if they are able to be themselves while still maintaining the orderly command from which she believed that the goddess she referred to as her mistress would require of her, or anyone underneath her. However, with years under her belt of following the commands and desires of Eris, she felt as if she probably knew more than she had, or at least maybe twisted a form of a crush into an undying loyalty that outright would never sour or change, should she ever even find someone who would even attempt to sever the blind loyalty that the red head showed towards Eris.
The sound of a clearing of someones throat in the room made the meowing cease rather quickly, only the sound of a small bell jingling and colliding constantly with a small tag with the hand print of the pact symbol on it. a black cat would sit up onto all 4 paws, starring off as she watched in silence, waiting for Aoi to do something. "Nya nya nya~ Braiding mah hair~ Nya nya- ... Are you going to keep starring at me?" Peering through her mirror, she'd stare at the reflection of the cat laying on her bed, pausing with her fingers wrapped in her hair. "You're going to be late to the capital you know." She would simply shrug at the comment, not really seeming to care one way or another.. "The old man can wait a little longer for his little princess to stop by." With a soft purr, she would calmly finish her appearance and stand up, motioning for the black furred feline to come. To which she had, jumping onto Aoi's shoulder and resting herself around the back of her neck in a rather odd comforting look.
She stepped out of her room, headed out through a portal that was through a door beyond the castle walls. She looked around and noticed that she was in rather familiar territory... Which was saddening really. To be honest, she had hoped father would have changed some exterior decorations and maybe painted the place... SOMETHING. Nope! Here it lied, the great castle of Fiore; Bland. "How appawling Annabel... Someone will need a little talking to when we get in there." WIth a small sigh, she ran her fingers along her bangs, brushing them lightly to the side and out of her face as she began to walk about the courtyard. She came to a bench that had no back to it, giving the black cat a chance to hop off and seat herself before Aoi would come to join her. "Nyaaaahh. Father can wait... I wanna relax here for now and enjoy a purrrrfect day." It wasn't often she got to see... at all, so she wanted to embrace the nostalgia of her childhood; a cute little child running around giggling.