horrible

It hadn’t been so long ago that she had stumbled upon this place, but it wasn’t long before she caught the scents of her siblings. Full or half, she didn’t notice, or care. The only thing she wanted was to find them, and that was made so much easier when an all too familiar call sliced through the air. It was faint, showing that the summoner was far, and the call was not for her, but she would answer it with her presence anyways. Hannibal. It had been a long time since she’d heard his voice, or seen his face. She would waste little time in rejoining her blood, and if her was here, that meant there must be others.

The battle was already well underway. She was unsure of who was pulling ahead so far, but she could never doubt her brother’s abilities. She had no doubts he would come out on top, so she moved to stand where she noticed one of her sisters stood. Deathbelle, not of the same mother, but they both descended from Hamiclar, and the both stood behind Hannibal. Aeona was there as well, but she rested beside another woman that Shiba did not recognize, and was not in the mood to meet. She only wanted to see her family, and to watch her brother win.

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