She had long been convinced that her sister was alive, and though it occurred to her that Ardhel would not want to see her at all, she reveled in the fact. So on this slightly overcast Spring day, Zajia decided to track her down. It had taken a few days to pick up on her scent, but the silver woman finally found a faint trace and had tracked it to this shore.
Amethyst auds looked lazily across the water to a small island. Hadnt Ardhel disliked water? Oh yes, she remembered now, she had never paid attention to what the runt did and didn't like. Well, she thought, if she was ever to make the girl feel bad enough to leave Alacritis, she would have to start somewhere. Zajia sighed and put a paw into the water, hating the cold stickiness of it. It would just have to do.
Without a second thought she launched herself into the surf and was satisfied to find that the water was truly not very deep at all. It was an easy swim and she soon found herself on the shore of the small isle.
Zajia took a moment to shake herself of the wretched water before taking in a long draw of air for her scent. A grin spread wide across her face and her violet orbs filled with satisfaction. She was here.

Ardhel had returned to the island she had called home when she had first arrive in Alacritia. She loved it here. But as she was wandering inland, a mile away or so from the beach. a familiar smell hit her, and she almost collapsed. it couldn't be. she turned around and headed towards the scent in a full on sprint. A while later she was there. when she saw the female on the beach her heart jumped to her throat, and she felt sick to her stomach. You're dreaming you're dreaming she closed her eyes and opened them a few seconds later. but she still stood. she was in total disbelief. all this time she had believed that she was dead. her legs suddenly felt weak. they collapsed from under her. it was her. here. Her sister. Zajia. Speech,

Violet orbs met violet orbs as Ardhel appeared swiftly on the beach. She was a quick little thing, wasn't she? Zajia smiled and closed the distance between them in two bounds. She padded up to her sister and planted a kiss on her muzzle.
"Oh sister dear, its been so long! You've gotten so...fat, really. Oh god don't tell me you're..." her eyes grew wide with disgust as she looked up and down her sisters body. Pregnancy was not a good trait for Ardhel. As if she could find a male who would penetrate her willingly. HA!
"Well nevermind that. What ever have you been doing with yourself? Surrounding yourself with such things like ocean water and trees...almost as if you've been hiding from something."
She leaned teasingly against her sister, knowing that her presence alone was enough to drive her mad.
"Didn't you miss your dear sister Zajia? I'm sure you have so many questions...after all you ran off like a coward."

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With her sister's insults Ardhel picked herself up off the ground. She really hadn't changed. Shock changed to anger. She had the nerve to call her a coward. Little bitch. At least her mother had liked her. She had ran because her parents had tried to murder her! You. Total. Bitch! a snarl erupted from deep in her throat. She couldn't contain her anger anymore. It exploded like a bomb. She launched herself at her sister. She aimed for her sister's upper right thigh. She didn't want to do too much damage. She felt a coppery tang in her tongue and she knew that she'd broken the skin. Whoops. She let go of her sister. Stupid little idiot. let's see who's a coward now "Speech"

The silver woman snarled as her sibling latched onto her right thigh. A growl rose quickly from her chest and she was tempted to snap the little bitch's neck. Her hackles were raised, teeth bared, eyes squinted and scrutinizing, ready to lunge, and then suddenly she stopped. The little cretin wasn't worth it.
As soon as Ardhel released her, Zajia stepped back and looked her up and down, a look of disgust printed across her pretty features.
"You are so pathetic. No different than the little runt that used to cry about eveeything. Obviously, the couple of years has shown no improvement on your personality, rat." A lip was curled in disdain. She was not amused by this encounter. She hadn't even gotten under her skin yet!
"God you look like quite the picture, sister. Standing there, practically shaking, fur all in a mess from god knows how many days without grooming..."
She was pacing around her ib a circle at this point, and stopped with her muzzle right next to her sisters ear, a smile growing slowly across her maw.
"You look just like Bajit. Just the way he looked before he died..."
She giggled and her tail began to wag.

All I want is a family I can trust She growled as her sister insulted her. She was the one who hadn't changed. The same arrogant, mean bitch. It disgusted her. She wasn't bothered by her sister's comments about her appearance. She had never cared what anyone thought of her. "You look just like Bajit. Just the way he looked before he died..." A growl rose in her throat. She padded up to her sister. So that she was directly in front of her. She may have been looking up at her, but she felt like she was looking down upon her. An anger boiled deep inside her. You're lying! You. are. lying!! He isn't dead!!! HE ISN'T DEAD!!! she growled at her sister. Resisting the urge to launch herself at Zajia ad tear her to pieces. You crush my heart, I crush youArdhel Narmolanya