Orian’s pov
*flashback*
She jumped on me when she was done eating and looked up at me with her huge eyes wagging her tail as she did, "Y-ou a-re my be-st fri-end sn-ow." I smiled down at her and she licked at my face making me laugh which turned into a very terrifying cough.
"Orian!" I heard momma's voice as she yelled my name. She was back and she sounded angry.
"Shh." I pleaded with snow to be quiet while pushing her under the bed before I went down to see what momma wanted.
She was standing at the end of the stairs with her eyes all red and a cigarette in her hand. Her wings were wet and she looked like she had been in a fight. She frowned at me and withdrew her wings before running her fingers in her hair, "Make me a sandwich, you can't be useless around here."
"I don't kn-ow ho
