His sister was quick to help close the distance between them, and the two of them came together like they had been born in the same litter. He aimed to press his chest against hers affectionately as she kissed his head lovingly. He felt his golden gilded lips pull back gently as she spoke softly. She told him of the failure her mate had suffered, but also of ceremonies and rituals. He had been trained in the spiritual arts, but his mortal body only knew the bare minimum.
She teased him softly with promises of lessons and his precious metal gaze sparkled with intent. ”Will you, please sister.” He asked her quietly. ”My training had only just begun when I left.”He let her know. His age was increasingly evident, but he had Nephthys to guide him down the correct path. He backed away from her a couple of steps, showing he was ready to follow her in the demonstration.
