Sister, Sister
Regulus Anatolii Adravendi |
The festival had been quite fun. He hadn’t elected to join the hunts, instead having bumped into Ganja. After a while, his cuts and bruises had really begun to ache, and he had departed to find Zuriel. Once he found her, he bumped her shoulder gently with his nose. "Dia duit, deirfiúr. Teacht ar aon cairde nua?" He greeted, looking her silver and black monochromatic frame over.
Cinder scampered off to find their mother. That left just Regulus and Zuriel. He grinned down at his smaller sister. "Bhuaigh mé mo chéad sparra. I gcoinne mac tíre níos sine, nach lú." He announced, tail wagging slowly behind him. Then his haunches lowered to the ground, tail curling around his rump. "Ní raibh mé ag súil a bhuachan. Ach is dóigh liom Tá mé réidh le bheith i gceannas sa bhaile má tá tú féin agus Máthair. Ba chóir dúinn, anyways, más mian linn is dócha a fháil sa bhaile roimh ar an lár na hoíche." He looked toward their mother, who looked like she was getting tired.
He looked back to his sister, waiting for her answer… And the hiding she’d possibly start giving him.
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