Family is Family I guess

Kali and her siblings could be considered almost anything but cuddly or close. They each tended to do their own things when they wanted to, and those things typically interfered with what the others wanted to do. They were completely at odds with each other and sometimes she wondered how they could even be related to each other. Still, she knew she would never let anything happen to them. Well, unless it was her doing something to them. Sometimes she needed to remind them who was boss, and if they got a knick or cut, well that was a them problem.

It was because of their distant relationships that, when Misery called for her, her bicolored gaze squinted in suspicion. Whatever he wanted she didn’t trust, so she took her companions along with her to be sure. As she entered the area of the call, she looked around for his smaller form but couldn’t seem to point him out. Abbaddon’s tongue flickered out into the air and his hood flared, head slithering up to her ear to warn her but it was too late. Misery had leapt out from his hiding spot to try and blindside her. She let out a displeased growl, attempting to dodge to the side but she wasn’t quite quick enough to succeed. He landed on her hind quarters, the force buckling her legs and sending her to the ground. Abbaddon rose into a striking position, blue mouth open to release a hiss and Abigor came running forward, jaws also open in an attempt to grab onto her brother’s hind leg. She knew Abbaddon would never bite the boy, and Abigor knew not to seriously hurt it. It didn’t mean his teeth wouldn’t hurt. While the pair distracted her brother she rose to her paws, turning with a wrinkled nose in a defensive position. “You’re going to have to do better than that,” she replied snarkily.