Kindra’s POV
The sword should be mine. I thought to myself. I’m the oldest. The decree says one of us is the true heir. That should be me. “Maybe we should try again?” Sizzle said to me. “You may be right Sizzle. I mean it’s been years since I tried, and I wasn’t as strong then. Not that I’m strong now with how little sun we are exposed to.” I said in my mind. Sizzle stretched in front of me. Her deep red color and black stripes made me think of our father. She sat in front of me to face me.
Her tail swished back and forth, and she licked her front left paw. It always amazes me that she doesn’t burn her whiskers with her flaming paws. I reached forward and began to scratch her on the side of her face and her ears. “What does he have to lose if I try again?” I said to Sizzle. Sizzle got
