Prodigal Sister

The scent of a stranger reached her, and Cascade tilted her head to regard the mottled gray female. Her ears were pricked forward in interest as she was approached, her tail held with confidence but not aggression. The woman was the first to speak, and without hesitation named Neios Saxe in her question. Cascade's tail flagged excitedly but not a word could pass her lips before she was interrupted. A voice both familiar and yet, not, and an approaching form that was unmistakable even without the accompanying words.

Cascade's tail returned to its previous position as she regarded her sister with some trepidation, her demeanor remaining calm in spite of it. "Nausica," she greeted with quiet confidence. Whatever her misgivings Cascade had still spent the better part of her first year surviving nearly completely alone - she was assured of her own superiority and felt no need to cringe before her sister. "Its been a long time. How are you? Neios and Mother?"

Her time alone had not completely robbed her of her manners though, and she turned her mismatched gaze back to the stranger. "Please forgive me. I have not seen my sister in quite some time. My name, as she said, is Cascade. And yours, stranger?



"Speech"

She got her head in the clouds

And she's not backing down