Just In Time

Now that Fiametta was older, Saracyn wasn’t quite so apathetic to her existence as he once had been. Time and age had mellowed out his teenage angst around feeling superfluous in their family somewhat, and he realized fate wasn’t going to take Fia out any time soon, so he had to at least respect that. Fia chuckled and mentioned the antics their younger sibling had run into, earning a nonplussed sigh and a somewhat exaggerated roll of cerulean eyes from the young adult wolf. "Fucking idiot… Too bad the bear couldn’t finish the job and spare us all his stupidity." A dark chuckle rumbled past the brute’s lips as he sauntered over to come lean against the rock his adolescent sister was laying atop. Really now...a puppy taking on a polar bear of all bears? Their baby brother had a fucking death wish...

While Fiametta stretched herself out, Sara gazed out across the tundra island that was their home and kingdom. He did love Alias and all its natural beauty, it made for the perfect home for them. Fiametta was the one to break the silence between them, asking if he had ever considered letting fate deal with Fia the day she had fought the grizzly bear in the mountains with him. Sara's lips pursed as he thought back on that moment, rolling his shoulders in a casual shrug. "Maybe for a moment. But then I thought of all the wailing Mom would do and how pissed Dad would be at me and I decided you weren't all that bad." Saracyn spoke as casually as if they were discussing some mundane topic like the weather rather than the concept of allowing his little sister to perish a gristly demise. "Besides, nobody gets to pick on you but me. Mendacium rules." He cast a glance up over his shoulder to Fia with a roguish little smirk on his lips. Yeah, she wasn't all that bad after all...

"Saracyn Mendacium"