home is where the heart is (buried beneath the floorboards)

Lurid moved through the darkness with an ease that said she was born to it. This place reminded her so much of the caves of Mirovis, and she welcomed the arctic cold. This would be a perfect place to raise a family and hold power, for her at least. She moved through the passageway to the cabins, spotting a familiar tiny form in the darkness slipping into one of the rooms. For a moment, the gold and ivory beast thought she was hallucinating, but upon scenting the air she began to wave her tail in excitement.

She knew that perfume, and that tiny form. Atropos had finally come to meet with her. Lurid moved with ethereal grace to meet her sister, a broad smile on her face when she entered the room. "So you have come home, little sister." The greeting was warm, sweetly calling Atropos little because she was. Lurid had always dwarfed her sister, as had the other members of the family, but there was no mistaking the small woman's power. Atropos was a ferocious creature when off-leash. Luckily, the Night Mother knew how to talk to the dark minded witch of the family.

Ooc: sorry it's so short...phone post.