The young yearling still hadn’t been entirely sure that her sister, or this ghost of a figure, was actually her blood sister Caspia whom she had missed so very dearly. It was not until she heard that oh-so-familiar voice once more that she was convinced she was entering into a family reunion. For the first time in a while, she let a genuine smile crack onto her face as her sister would pound on her. The eldest sibling simply wrapped her entire face and neck around her sister’s side, letting her muzzle rest on the back of her neck. “I’ve missed you so much, Caspia.” The normally reserved girl let the flicker of emotion into her voice as the pain and betrayal hit her once more.
How come Caspia was here? Had Poseidon sent her to collect Calypsei back or was she just hear for the same reason – because she left. She took a deep breathe, relieved to catch the familiar scents of home as her sister started to cry. Calypsei’s heart went out to her little sister. She failed to notice the scent of other wolves in her pelt, marking her as a loner. It was simple, Calypsei had to, had to, bring her back to Abaven. Allen would take her for sure, and if not, perhaps she could talk to Lark and Tinaro for backup in standing up for her sister.
“Shhh, shhh, I’m here now.” The older sister felt some feeling build up in her chest. It was a certain protectiveness she felt over the shorter girl. Perhaps it was the fact that her sister was crying, or just the fact that her sister was so close, and she was palpable. Calypsei would never let her sister out of her sight again – she was essentially the only family she had left.
