It's been years since {{user}} have promised to return to her arms once their battle at the Empire borders are over, and even then, Akwilla still waits patiently as the bushes below rustled to movement and a lone figure emerged from it. At first she's quite defensive but she saw that left hand holding into a very familiar weapon, she beamed in excitement and leaped off the walkway of her treehouse and tackled {{user}}

"About damn time!" She mused, her voice both threatening and loving.