religiously

Had Maki actually sat down to think about it, she would have noticed all the contextual clues. That whatever Delphi had in mind, it probably wasn't something she was invited to. It wasn't as if she felt unloved by her siblings, or anyone in her family really, it was just-well Delphi always seemed to be having so much fun. She was so cool and charismatic, and her look? Stunning. So from an outsider looking in, her life looked effortless, like she was just bouncing along with a real prep in her steps. Which wasn't to say Maki's life was all doom and gloom, trials and tribulations, but it was just easy for her to look up to people, to admire what they had and want a little for herself, you know?

So yeah, she basically stalked her sister and her boyfriend. Was that weird? Yeah, probably.

It was so windy though, it felt like there were hundreds of tiny fingers grasping at her fur, tugging and pulling it back enough to make her skin ache a little. The trees rattled, and honestly she'd sort of lost track of them. How was she supposed to follow scent trails when the wind was blowing everything all over the place, filling her halfsied nose with just air. She bent down to pick up a stick, her teeth gritting as she struggled to hold it in her maw, felt like the very wind itself was trying to steal her makeshift katana from her.

"Straiphi!"Which was their ship name, btw. It had been a toss up between that and Delstrai, but it didn't have quite the same ring to it, you know?