- Dec 28, 2023
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"Twiiiiii."
Paws go skyward when Eveningkit moves and shifts, her back rotating until she lays on it. It's an entirely comfortable ordeal on paper - and would be in practice too, if it weren't for the sun stubbornly shining its light right into her eyes. Eveningkit squints against it with such force that might as well give her a headache later on.
This, and the words she is tasting in her mouth before saying them, are all supposed to be a distraction. Twinklekit has been... weird, ever since Eveningkit has returned. She'd think her sister isn't happy to see her if Eveningkit didn't know any better. Sisterly bonds easily erase such confusion. There's something else afoot, something hidden within Twinklekit's head and chest; the source of all this doom and gloom. Where Horizonkit opts to feel anger, Twinklekit just shuts down... never the vocal type, of course, but it's still enough to make Eveningkit concerned.
Something has to be done — and this will be a two birds with one stone kind of situation, because Eveningkit has been dying to lounge beside her family again.
"For the first time in my life, I actually kinda started to believe adults are right... crazy, right? You'd think they just say all the stuff about danger and bla bla bla to sound smart or something..." The words blur together, tumbling out at a faster pace than Eveningkit intends. Keep it light, she tells herself. "You think I might be sick?"