"Hah, be more kind to your nephew's Madam Ling, you will make yourself that frightening Auntie!" Gan Guangli boomed. He chortled as she wrinkled her nose, looking at him with narrowed eyes.
"I am no Aunt at all," she scoffed, even if there did seem to be a small explosion of turtles and tortoises despite the cold weather. None of the breeds were spirit beasts precisely yet, but they all held a wisp of fire qi, the same way that their sheep held a wisp of wind.
"No. I think, by your own definition, you are," Xia Lin said, betraying her most grievously, sitting at the marble topped table set by the pondside. "Spirits are not like humans, but that does not change the facts."
"It was most joyous, smile Auntie Ling!" Gan Guangli guffawed. "Look upon your nephew's adorable face!"
While she was distracted the tortoise escaped her gaze and slid quickly back into the pond.
"I think Su Ling might be right to question your taste," Ling Qi grumbled. The little ones trundling about through the dying leaves and burrowing among the undergrowth were quite cute, but these slimy things… "...Lady Cai, should we not call the meeting to order?"
"No. You have some minutes remaining before its scheduled start," Cai Renxiang replied blithely, over the rim of her teacup.
Even Renxiang. Truly she was a member of a court of daggers. Her enemies would pay for these slights.
"Please, may we begin," Ling Qi said, definitely not whining.
"For the sake of our young elder's meditation schedule, I will support this," Xia Lin agreed.
Ling Qi narrowed her eyes, meeting hers, ensuring she knew vengeance was coming. Xia Lin's gaze was steel, welcoming the challenge.