My sister is leaning on the wall; hands in the pockets of her black suit, eyes sharp and steady, a blank, bored look on her face. “I see she’s not dead.” She comments dryly, gaze going to Natalia.
“What are you doing here?”
She snorts, looking away and rolling her eyes. Her hair has gotten longer; the ends spiky and ruffled, their color a mix between faded black and auburn. “I should be the one asking you that question, sister.” She spats, glaring at me. “What is a rabbit doing amongst wolves?”
Natalia hiccups behind me. “Who’s a rabbit?” She drawls, clutching my arm. I don’t even think she recognizes Fauna.
“That’s none of your business.” I shoot back at my sister. “You’ve done your part; dragging me back like dad’s little lap dog. Now it’s time I do mine.”
Anger flashes through her
