light up my life

A sigh pulled from the girl as Indy requested that she not leave him alone. She gave her brother one last squeeze then extracted herself from his grasp. She motioned for him to follow with a pull of her head and led him up the little hill to the pond at the top of the garden. A dusting of snow was on the ground, giving the place a rather ethereal look as the muted moonlight from above reflected off of both the pond and the white powder.

Asla patted the space beside her, inviting Indigo to sit down as well. Though he hadn't asked, she knew he would be curious about her behavior as of late and she felt that she owed him an explanation. "Indy, I've been really, really angry. Angrier than I've ever been." She didn't really want to think about why she was so angry, but she wanted him to know. "I'm really upset about dad giving Malalia our name." She didn't know how Indigo felt about the girl but he deserved to know how she felt. "He doesn't realize how important that name is to me. He keeps giving it away to anyone that has a sob story. Zabrina, Banshee, Malalia." Asla's small frame quivered with pent up emotion. "It's like he's looking for a new, better daughter."

The girl shook her head in the negative, her mouth a hard line. "I hate her, Indy. I hate her and I want her to die." She had never shown her sweet, loving brother the darker side of herself. Ears tucked against her head. She wasn't sure how he would react to her now. If things changed between them because of her anger, Asla would snap.