weaving stardust

Siren watched her brother, she may have looked innocent and oblivious but the girl didn’t miss much. Especially when it came to Chimera. He was tender as he ate the haunch before her, and her pretty doe eyes widened slightly in surprise as he dropped a tooth to the ground. The girl didn’t press the issue since Chimera seemed to brush off the sudden loss. He didn’t say anything about her den making either, but her paws were idle and she wasn’t about to lay about here on the island now that she was back. However awkward her attempts would be. Siren wouldn’t admit it, ever, but her ‘den’ would be much better used as a root cellar than a living place.

So far Chimera hadn’t spent any time with Dalila, not that she really expected him to. Part of her ignored the knowledge of what he would do to her. That was a part of Chimera, and she wouldn’t use her influence to change him, but she would be there to repair her once he was done. Physically for sure, but Siren wondered what kind of mental trauma he’d cause. She hadn’t forgotten the turmoil between them when they were younger, nor the pain he’d inflicted on her once upon a time. That didn’t change anything now.

Siren filled her belly and looked back up to her massive brother, in his silence she wondered what might be going on inside his head. What kind of thoughts he kept from her. ”Alright, I’ve eaten. What do you have planned?”