Call Me Spacewalker

She'd started her hunt for her brother and pseudo-sister long ago, and worry was dulling her pelt and making her ribs prominent. It was closer to summer now. Gods above, she'd been searching since fucking autumn to find the wayward remainder of her little band. Outrage boiled beneath her celestial pelt as she lumbered across the landscape like a thundercloud. Mammoth paws slammed into the earth, and it rumbled in her wake. When she found those stupid little shits, she was going to haul their asses across this bloody continent and tie them to a tree. Hackles bristling like a furious porcupine, teeth flashing as she snarled profanity under her breath, she thundered ever closer. She began to see two little blobs in the distance, blots of shadow too small to make out. However, if the difference in size said anything, she would bet her hide it was the irksome duo she sought.

When they were close enough to see the constellations splayed across their skins, her expression twisted into one of relief for a split second. Thank the gods they weren't hurt. That meant she didn't have to be gentle with her damned brother. "Mithras!" She roared, glaring daggers in the direction of her once estranged sibling. She'd deal with the little hobbit in a second. "Do you know how long I've been looking for you, you mentally deficient wombat?!" The titan bellowed, storming closer. Her teeth snapped shut loudly with the end of her demand. The soft sand squelched under her paws, wedged itself between her toes, and splashed water at her belly. Part of her was glad to see him, a very tiny, minuscule microbe that was almost invisible. "I've been running around this wasteland like a chicken with my head cut off since the middle of autumn looking for you two, so we could hole up somewhere for the winter. Instead, I find a whole lot of nothing!" She directed an irate stare upon the little blue wisp, brows low over her eyes. "Do you understand how worried I was?" She punctuated this query with a solid whack to the back of her brothers cranium, paw connecting with the join of his spine to the hind of his skull, achieved by rearing up and swinging an oversized paw.

To say the cosmic goliath was enraged would be a grievous understatement. Her worry and anxiety was leaving her rapidly, the two mixing to form a snappish kind of fury. Hauling back, she slammed her paws into her brothers closest flank and put her weight behind it. Sure, he had the advantage of bulk, but angry sisters had a way of ignoring things like that. It would be her goal to push him over, because she was about ready to pummel him eighteen feet under the sand they stood on. How could he do that to her? Leave her alone to worry, for just about two seasons? Clearly the ignoramus had a deathwish. When she had him sprawled out, she would pin him neatly with one foot upon his chest. "What if you were dead? How would I have known, you great buffoon!?" She shouted, anxiety forcing her pitch a few notes up the scale. Smacking him solidly on top of the snout, she proceeded to get her face very close to his so he could see just how angry she was. Did he understand how she had been feeling for all that time?

Gaze would land on the tiny cobalt femme. "And you, little hobbit, where have you been? Were you with him too?" She snapped, quirking a brow for the barest moment. She wouldn't let up on her brother, for he was the main cause of her concerns. He knew full well what they did when they got separated, but it didn't look like he'd even tried! She would wait for answers, because so far she couldn't see any reason that they couldn't have even sought her out to inform her of their absence, or plans.