what should be

Siren didn’t fear Chimera, and though she’d been wary of making him angry she had never truly been afraid of him before they were separated. Even now as a deep growl rumbled in his massive chest the fairy child wouldn’t flinch. He didn’t move either, not even as she released the quills. His words were both statement and question, but the girl didn’t have much of an answer. She was stuck, but now was the time to crawl out wasn’t it? She wouldn’t let Mortis keep her prisoner forever.

”Do I smell like Recluse?” She asked him quietly behind the quill in her mouth. She likely still smelled of their half sister turned alpha. ”Have you seen her?” Siren questioned as she continued to remove the barbed spines. He’d really been made a mess by that porcupine. If they could manage to get into Habari she knew that their luck would change. She had a feeling.

Wherever the girl plucked she would cover with a soft swipe of her tiny pink tongue to soothe his wounds. Whatever happened to them she wanted to settle somewhere with Chimera, with their family or not. She might have been born a Klein princess but she had been abandoned by all of them as far as she was concerned. Chi was the only one left.