10 ways siblings can suck the life out of you

This place was filled to the brim with ghosts. Literally or otherwise, as Sephira made her way across the barren wasteland she couldn't help but feel haunted, both by her own memories and the mere presence of this place. So different while feeling so familiar. The ruins and remains surrounding her forced her back into a place she knew she never wanted to return to. Of course, it wasn't surprising at all that Ignatius had led them here.

She got it, though. Or at least she thought she might. His demons were probably even more insistent here than hers were and she was nothing if not stubborn. If Ig could stand it then she could too. So Sephi pressed on, even as heavy clouds crawled in overhead. Her curiosity was strong enough to make her pause here and there, investigating things that looked either familiar or just especially strange. She knew she ought to hurry if she wanted to find her wayward sibling before the skies opened, but it wasn't until the first drops began to fall that she realized she probably should have been a bit more focused.

By the time she made it to the car her brother was certainly taking shelter in, Sephi was positively soaked. With a toothy grin smeared across her face, she took a running start and leaped, scrambling through a broken window, mindful of the glass shards lingering at the edges. "Iggy! There you are!" she crowed, careening into the space, muddy paws slipping across the upholstery and vigorously shaking her sodden coat the moment she found her footing. She turned her feral smile towards him, eager to see if he really was enjoying this place just as much as she happened to be in that moment.