Sistery Bonding

Chuckling a bit as the steel dame beside her called her brave, perhaps she was or fool hardy. It was hard to tell these days so much had changed and so had she in different ways proving to grow steadily into the women she was now. ?Perhaps, but I was more known as a little Daredevil.? A playful smirk fluttered across those lips of hers as the dame would turn her gaze on the sibling before her. Perhaps some time later she should go and find a bare to terrorize. Nodding a bit she was correct on her sire. ?Yes he was my sire and my dame Sable Eztebe.? Proving to look much more like her father then the wraith did her more earthy mother. That muzzle would dip forehead and gently place a lick upon Sendoa's muzzle slowly working on licking away the blood from the rabbits hardly minding doing this her self much less showing affection for her sibling.