oh where, oh where

She was much smaller than him and hardly as menacing as he was in that moment, after the startling bite, with his fur fluffed and tailed curled, glaring and domineering, quite off-put by his darling baby sister's outburst - but she remained unfazed. Perhaps if she could see her brother, in all his furious glory, she would have been frozen in fear of him, but ignorance, and in her case blindness, was bliss. Sweet, innocent, oblivious, bliss.

But she could hear him backing away from her, the faint sounds of paws crunching snow, and her eyes narrowed at him as he questioned her suggestion. It was not an attempt at intimidation (for Calder had already done enough of that) or a sign of frustration, simply confusion, and she answered him as best she could, "Uhm, I dunno - mebbe cauuuuse," she dragged out the final words, thinking, "we's two, you'n'me, are the best brother'n'sister ever and should e'splore t'gether." She then giggled daintily, as if not even being able to believe the words she'd just uttered.

Calder would take some convincing, that much was obvious, and so the child patiently sat herself down in the small patch of weeds that had startled her earlier. It was starting to seem that Armai and her brother were a lot like salt and pepper, completely different, but paired together anyway - and the sooner the two of them figured that out, and tried to get along, would make things easier for everyone.