Even the gods envy mortals

Auriga hears the call, and she is there, there on the heels of her sister, her head tilted to one side at the sight of Sephiran's displeasure. Her voice comes in a low, chuckling tone.

"Brother! I found a woman's den, and saved its location just for you, as a reunion gift. But-" she pins her ears forward and her golden eyes narrow, "It seems you've found yourself a prize." She nudges Yarrabelle with a shoulder. "More for you and I!"

But she has noticed the possessive look, and her posture relaxes after a moment, and she says: "I'm glad to see you, Brother. Together, we will take what we are owed-- as Saxes." Auriga is no longer the nervous, closeted girl she had been, forced to live as what she was not. Instead, she is magnificent. Proud. Her head is high. Her eyes are keen.