There's another side that you don't know
Coming to stand over a strange object that poked slightly out from the dirt, Razi sniffed and inspected the thing but couldn't make heads nor tails of it. It looked like... a bone? A very, very large one. Curiosity got the better of her after some debate, and soon she was digging the thing up and half covered in dirt.
Nura waited patiently for her twin to join her on the new continent. She did not begrudge Nowa her freedom, it seemed likely they'd be held close at hand once they reunited with their conquering brother. Still Nura found herself wandering close to the lands that she knew to belong to her family, their scent was hard to miss. Nura padded near silently among massive bones, unaware of their looming presence. There was a strange musty scent to the place, and as she moved she felt the reverence in the air, something about this place felt ancient to the oracle. Nura stopped for a moment, a familiar scent reaching her. Gold bangles jingling on her foreleg as the woman turned her path to cross with that of her sister's. Pale, sightless orbs swung uselessly across the horizon, almost making it seem she did in fact spot her sister. The oracle stopped some distance away, hearing the scrape of claws on loose dirt. Razi was digging... to what ends Nura could no know. Razi was the one weak spot in Nura's life. She could not often maintain her usual composure and neutrality in the face of her milder sister. In truth Nura was not sure where they stood. The scent that clung to her sister told the oracle that her sister had chosen to remain with the family but she still couldn't help feeling a pang of resentment, or even a wish that Razi hadn't. Their mother's death had been one of Nura's first visions, the only one that had made her truly feel about the victims of her sight. And it had been Razi that their mother had seen fit to talk to, had run away with. While her other children were brought into the fold. She wasn't sure if it was jealousy or resentment she felt. After all she had still been but a child, and she hadn't even been given the opportunity to say goodbye... no only Razi had been given that luxury. With a soft sigh, Nura finally settled herself upon her haunches. Blank gaze resting on the spot the sound had come from. "Sister." She spoke with a blankness to her tone, the emotions she had felt already starting to die within her; her face unreadable. |
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Their relationship was… Strained, at best. Razi didn’t really understand it, she knew it had something to do with their childhood and the odd questions she’d been asked as a child. Her family had asked her once if she recalled what happened to her mother, and it was only then that Razi realized she was suddenly gone from the picture. To this day trying to remember more made her head hurt, as though her body protested the attempts but she did not know why and so chose to ignore it for the most part and not ask questions.
Nura and Nowa. She should have known they would appear, for though it was only Nura who addressed her, somewhere over Razi’s right shoulder, where one was the other would eventually follow. She may as well have had them both at her back, sightless eyes staring her down impassively. They were not warm creatures. Turning a little, as she figured Nura would still know if Razi was so rude as to not even face her sister to address her, Razi called, ”Have the oracles finally made it to the party? You’re a bit late, you know.” There was no harshness to her voice, despite her words. Razi didn’t hold resentment towards her siblings, even if she didn’t really know what their deals were.
Resuming her digging, Razi dug deeper, making her way down to the front of the long dead creatures face. When she came to some kind of grown coming from it’s head – a strange thing that would prove to be one of three horns – she paused and asked, ”Have you made it to the Empire yet? Amon has been very busy here.”
Her sister finally seemed to respond to her, the light scrambling of claws told her that Razi had moved to face her. There was no satisfaction in that knowledge particularly, just the assumption that her sister still respected her family enough to hold at least a semi-proper conversation, even with a blind woman. Nura shrugged as Razi spoke. "We were always destined to make our ways here in time." She blinked slowly, mulling over her sister's words. "We arrive when we are needed, no later." Razi asked of their brother and she shook her head. "Not yet, Nowa is curious about the mortals and wishes to see if she can garner a test subject. But soon. As for Amon, it is clear he has been working towards his goal, the scents of the family are heavy in these lands." |
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