Her leaf green eyes scanned the fog, searching for any sign of her sister. Sibelle finally arrived, breaking through the white that seemed to swallow all of the tree trunks. Relief dawned in Maija's chest, even though she noticed the familiar grumpiness of losing beauty sleep. The golden lady hated having dark circles under her eyes, knowing good and well they could appear darker because of her fur. Pandora didn't have to worry about that, something Maija considered lucky for her. If she knew how much she would look like a raccoon without her cobalt fur, she would be more cautious.
Pandora jumped in and began to explain why she had them both up so early. Maija's ears flattened when she was mentioned and gave the girl a look of slight disdain. Pandora returned her gaze before she started to speak with Sibelle again, explaining that she wanted to know more about her father's family. Once Pandora asked her question, Maija interjected, "I won't deny that I told her to talk to you, but I didn't realize she meant this early." Her brows slightly furrowed at Pandora's smooth face, but she didn't say anything else.
