Brotherly Love

His sister's smell washed over the young boy, along with... something else. It was a sharp smell he sometimes picked up on mother's fur, and jealously flared under his coat. Had Ganja been stealing his spot as mother's favorite? Not that Dione had ever said she preferred him, but Toxin had inferred it because obviously his siblings were nothing compared to him. Eyes narrowed, he turned changed his course so that he walked into the prevailing wind. Her green coat melted into the vivid spring flora, but he found her with minimal effort. She seemed strangely preoccupied even though she was completely alone. What a freak, he scoffed to himself, circling wide so he would approach her head on. "What are you doing?" he asked, voice dry as if she had disappointed him somehow. After all, his siblings' reputation was a reflection of his own, and if other people found out how weird they were they might assume the same of Toxin. In truth, he was curious, (and although he would never admit it to himself he was actually almost happy to see his sister after so much time passing between the last time they had a good chat.)