umbrakinesis

A chattering of ravens forwarns them of her mother's gathering approach. A soothing comforting sound to the fire pelted girl. Xina's ebon tail flutters back and forth for a delightful half moment at the sight of her mother emerging from the frigid woodland. Xina sits up, proud and regal before the scrutiny of her mother's questions and impenetrable gaze.

As her mother started circling the boy, Xina loped aside to watch her mother scrutinize her catch. At Absinth's behest, Xina shimmies her shoulders with a growing pride.

"Oh yes, mother! This will be entertaining I'm sure. I claimed him, I'm the first in the litter to claim her own Sidi, yes?" Her eyes laid on the boy with a wicked glint to her mischievous smile. Golden eyes burrowed into his silver hues. Her lips curled like the Grinch before Christmas Eve. Dark claws gripped the soil with glee. Would her mother be proud?

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