Cirala shifted from paw to paw suddenly unsure. It probably would have been best if she simply hadn?t chosen to follow him. They were both grown adults after all, perfectly capable of taking care of themselves, he certainly didn?t need her looking out for him. Still he approached her, and her stomach began fluttering. What was it about her brother that had her so nervous? The answer was so simply really, she hardly knew him and how could you trust someone you barley knew. She did not think he had any nasty intentions but then she could never be quite sure.
With his words she took on a slightly defensive stance. His expression was blank, something she had grown accustomed too despite the short time they had been in the same pack together. Her ears pulling back some, her brows lowering into a frown. "I came here after our cousins left." She stated plainly. No point skirting that question.
She looked at him for a moment, he seemed unharmed, doing well for himself. With those worries put aside she could focus on the thing that was bothering her. "I could ask you the same thing, brother." There was a little edge to her voice. He wasn?t allowed to question her motives without expecting the same thing back.
