Island of misfit toys

Siren was taken aback when he answered her with another question, would she put herself in Dalila’s place? Her jaw fell in surprise and her heart stopped. She couldn’t predict him, but this made him far angrier and annoyed than she had even anticipated. At most she expected a gruff no as he stalked to his room, but there was a heated flare in his good eye, something she hadn’t seen in a very long time. An emotion that hadn’t been directed at her in even longer, not since Mortis had taken her from Ashen.

The tiny princess crumbled beneath Chimera’s harsh stare as he filled the entrance of the alcove and chastised her furiously. A replacement, he needed an outlet. Siren felt even more confused then. What was Viper then? Chimera growled deeply, but didn’t raise a paw to herself or Dalila like she expected when he erupted. Siren still wasn’t sure what she had done to flip the switch, but he had been in such a good mood moments previously.

He stalked away and she swallowed hard, still frozen next to Dalila with her tail between her legs. It had been years since she trembled beneath her brother’s gaze, but that moment brought it all back to her. Her childhood, being the chew toy and his outlet. At least they had been children then. She couldn’t imagine… She tried to breath and move, but all she could manage was leaning further into Dalila and crying.