--once you go black you never go back

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Her sister had not grown as she had, which was obvious by her much smaller stature. Her sister, even though she had probably earned at least one foot to the face, asked if she was alright. The porcelain features of the willowy lass crinkled with a huge grin as she nodded, chuckling quietly. Fal's explanation for her absence was a whole hell of a low better than her own had been, though Canta might not think so. She nodded again, shrugging her petite shoulders and nuzzling her sister's neck affectionately. "Hey, at least you're home. We all missed you, things have been a roller coaster apparently." She hummed, banner flicking at her rump momentarily. It didn't take long for both of their gazes to fall on the new arrival to their little reunion in the god damned quicksand hell. Who would manage to get out here, and somehow fall upon them? The stature was recognizable, and the lass soon came to realize that it was one of their younger siblings. Fal'Dara was quick to welcome him, all aflutter with glee.
Her smile would grow, and she would take a few steps closer, lowering her tiara to cast a dual toned gaze upon the young boy. He was a pale boy, with dusty brown markings that bore some of the same tones as their grandfather. Her tail started to wag even more, and she closed in on the boy as well, bumping his shoulder with her muzzle in an affectionate greeting. "And I'm Lakota, but you can just call me Kota." She added in a jaunty tone, her rump falling to the ground roughly as she sat with a quiet thump.