fondue you

Kali was out and about doing good girl stuff, because of course she was a good girl, when she heard the maniacal shrieking of her brother. She stopped in her tracks, auds swiveling back and forth as she pondered where or not to investigate. Knowing Wendy, it was definitely something not good, and maybe even something that would make mom mad. Her melanistic cobra lay curled firmly around her neck, not enough to constrict her but enough to steal some of her warmth. He poked his head around, purple tongue flicking out to lightly touch the side of her muzzle affectionately. Abaddon wasn’t big yet at all, in fact he had hardly hatched but a week and a half before, but Lilith and Recluse had agreed to give him to her as a companion and she’d squealed in delight. Ever since the pair had been inseparable.

“What should we do, Aba? Should we go see what the trouble-maker is up to, or just tell mom right away?” she asked, bi-colored gaze glancing over to him. He flexed his hood, tongue flickering out wordlessly once more and she hummed. “Yeah, you’re right. We can go see, and if he’s doing something bad and one of the adults sees, we can just say we were trying to stop him. We’re so smart,” she said, nuzzling her companion with a laugh. Then, she was off, trotting through the snow up the mountain until it eventually began to thin out and volcanic ash became plentiful underfoot. Eventually, Wendigo came into her sights and she paused, brows rising in surprise. She watched as he chucked an unknown item into some red sludge, the item beginning to sink before bursting into flames. She gasped, back-peddling for a moment before shaking herself. No, she couldn’t run away. She was a Klein and Recluse’s daughter, after all. “What’re you doing, Wendy,” she called from some distance away, eyeing him suspiciously.