Never be Afraid of a Little Serenade

Unlike the last time the girl had ventured her way towards the lake side, she had not been followed. At least, not obviously, that is. Her steps took her ever onward, nose to the ground as she followed a sibling; she knew because they smelt of mother and warmth. Who though? She couldn’t tell yet. All of their scents still melted together from close proximity- and it was only just changing into separate identifiable trails the more time they spent exploring the world outside the whelping den.

Barghest was keen to set eyes on her mystery sibling here, cutting through the tall grass with a good measure of clumsiness before she came out on the other side; the lakeside. It was then that she finally set sights on the creamy figure of her sister Arachne! The smaller girl was peering into the water, carefully not to fall in. Estie approached with a playful meander, flashing a toothy grin before she spoke. “Ne-ne!” The monochromatic girl called affectionately, and teasingly.

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