Separation Anxiety

*Recluse* · Updated 04/30/23:

Banshee would arrive soon enough, Recluse wasn't ever sure she'd get used to seeing her with such prominent fangs but as her sister flashed her a toothy grin Recluse felt herself relaxing, the annoyance and stress of her conversation with their father melted away. She leaned into her sister's embrace, a slight hum of satisfaction leaving her lips. She did not allow herself to be close to anyone but her sister and the girl may have been a bit touch starved.

Banshee inquired after her, seemingly a bit worried. "It's fine." Recluse said, her sweet tones genuine as she reassured her sister. "I had a conversation with dad recently but aside from that all is well." She flashed Banshee a mischevious grin and she flashed a forepaw out to jab at her sister playfully. "What? Am I not allowed to simply want to see you?" She asked, faux hurt entering her voice. Her performance was hammy, a sign of her total comfort with the fanged babe.

"Speech"

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