Twinning

They worked in unison, barely having to collaborate as they naturally fell into place with a plan they shared between them. Haiku had no fear, whatever they put their minds to they could accomplish. Getting out of the den alone would be no different. This was the biggest undertaking between them yet, but as they worked it seemed like they would accomplish their goal. How were they to know that staying inside was for their own good? It was boring, and it was time they took on the world.

Senryü was careful but she still pulled at Haiku’s fur and scratched his side. The boy’s whiskers flared out as he suppressed a cry and held himself as his twin worked the knife into his possession. They were lucky that Rhyme had been out patrolling late into the night, otherwise they might not have been able to get away with their actions so easily. They worked perfectly together though, and the only danger was their father’s snores.

Haiku tilted his head to catch his brother’s eye as he was warned about the knife’s weight, but he was ready. He could hold Sen and keep the knife from hitting the ground. He nodded, knowing his motion would be much quieter than his voice. The boy braced himself, and felt the excitement at the looming second stage of their plan. Operation: Escape was full force and Haiku barely contained his excitement.