Wednesday's Child is Full of Woe

Just as Mariah seemed more interested in observing Fia, she was actually quite the same. Her iconic squint in her eye not from the sun but actually seeming more like a leer than a gaze. It was her thinking face maybe, observation face. She liked to see the way other wolves reacted and to what. It was a little different with her family however. She was more questioning to herself what was going through her young sister's mind. The wonder.

She tilted her chin as Mariah had gone on about Malico training and mom being busy, and she even huffed a little humorously to the statement. She didn't know any differently. Their parents always had special duties, and evidently lives that were hidden from their young children. They were busy, it was a fact. She didn't hate them for it. Mariah asked if there was anything that interested Fia, perhaps noting why she was even here in the first place. It would have been a good question. "Well, actually I was just like you a few seasons ago. This was my favorite place." She huffed again, doubting she even cared. She was relating herself a lot to Saracyn right now actually, pretty bruff. Honestly a little dislikable on the surface. Oh well.

"You know, Avacyn's a pretty cool sister. You should go bother her sometimes when you've got nothing better to do." With her turned gaze back to her sister she rose a brow, "I probably wouldn't suggest with Saracyn though. Unless you really want to pester someone." It was a little humorous, and of course nothing about herself. She wasn't really hating Mariah right now, but she definitely wasn't going to tell her to come bother her anytime she wanted.

"Fiametta"