what should be

Tiny paws carried her forward through the grass, this was the last place that she had seen her brother before coming in contact with their older sister. Going to Recluse’s pack had been tempting, especially as a way to get out of the Armada, but no matter what she just wanted to be back with her brother. There wasn’t anyone who understood her as well, even if he was rough and abrasive. She knew that of anyone in the world he could connect the closest to her, as they’d been forced to endure so much together.

He’d given her his apology, and she had easily forgiven him. She sought him out now, and as his voice echoed across the plains her direction changed. The girl didn’t venture out into the daylight anymore, but that was one reason her hedgehog was perfect. The tiny spiny creature was as pallid as she was, but also just as nocturnal. It trotted along beside her on tiny legs and the pair of them were quick to find Chimera and his misery.

The smell of blood was first to greet her as the slip of a she wolf emerged from the grasses. The pile of quills and the few still sticking out of him made obvious his affliction. A smirk played on her sweet lips as she closed the distance between them and lowered herself to her haunches at his wounded side. ”Always in the wrong place at the wrong time.” She spoke softly before leaning forward to help work the quills out of his flesh.