Natural Born Killer

Ludovic's mismatched eyes flicked from the ravens to the snow-covered ground, his nostrils flaring as he caught a whiff of a familiar scent. His sister…? His muscles tensed in anticipation as the name flashed through his head, his mind calculating the possibilities. Araxina. He knew what would come next. The ravens' caws seemed almost conspiratorial now, either aiding or betraying her presence…

Just as the thought crossed his mind, Araxina propelled from her hiding spot. Her shout was met with his own, “Aye!” Ludo had barely a moment to react, but that was all he needed. He threw himself sideways, hoping to avoid at least some of her attack; which only really resulted in getting grazed by her claws and losing his footing – sending him tumbling to the ground with an oof. But the boy would not stay down for long.

“Nice try! Better luck next time! ” He huffed, his voice a cocky and teasing drawl even as he rolled back to his feet. He crouched slightly, muscles coiled and ready as he puffed out his chest, tail lashing behind him. Daring his sister to come at him again.

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