Luro’s POV
“Luro…. Sis, please stop running,” A breathless voice sounded behind me, making my steps falter. I turned around to find a girl of about fourteen dressed in brown clothes. Her hair was braided except for a few strands that were fluttering on her forehead. Her deep golden eyes were ablaze with a kind of liveliness that had faded from mine long ago. I found myself gaping at her with a longing.
Her face flushed and she brushed away her hair, “Is something wrong, sis?”
“Who are you and why are you calling me sis?”
Her face lit up with a bright smile and she held out her hand towards me, “Sorry sis, I forgot to introduce myself.” Her smile widened into a grin, “I am Possum.”
“Possum? That is such a….” I was about to say weird but I didn’t want to make her feel bad so I chang
