It felt almost as if she were caught in a dream. If that was so, Lakota never wanted to wake up. Hana was…she was there. Lakota could hardly wrap her mind around it. The girl had grown, and her heart hurt to know she had not been there to protect her, to see it happen. To tease her, love her, mess with her like a big sister should. No, instead she had killed their father, been tortured, and dragged Hana into her mess by needing her help to escape. Then she had likely been thrust into the position of Princess, which made Lakota feel sick. As strong as she may be, she was just a jittery filly on the inside. The memory of that vile place made her feel queasy, but the anger that flamed up in her veins easily vanquished that display of weakness. Briefly she wished Alleo could be there. Her relationship with Hana was far different from her relationship with Alleo, though they were equally precious. However, where Lakota was always determined to be Hana’s support, Alleo was hers. The pale brother of hers was precious, for they both had scars to show that matched each other. Some were actually twin scars, in a rather ironic sense. Both took pride in the fact that Hana did not have them, for it mean they had succeeded in their mission to keep her safe.
Her sister’s sweet laughter made her focus once more, the joke between them only making Lakota laugh along with her. Lakota had never been particularly good with leaders or control, so she was actually relieved that the young Ktulu had managed to subdue her. ”You should know by now, where you go, I will go.” Lakota sighed a breath of relief, vibrant violet irises closing slowly. Her sister was made of strong stuff, the same essence that throbbed like electricity through the veins of herself and her brother. Momentarily the patchy female stepped back and Lakota stepped forward stubbornly, refusing to allow her sister out of her sight and away from her skin. The words touched her heart and dark face softened as Hana moved back in. Lakota clasped her close and inhaled the shifts in her scent, memorizing the undertones of familiarity once more. Hana would be lucky if Lakota let her move at all for a full season, with how unwilling she already felt to let her precious baby sister out of her sight. ”Then you will return to my home with me, and we will wait for Alleo to find us,” Lakota decided, already used to taking charge. It was a bit of a habit for her by that point. Lakota moved back to press her muzzle against the bright version of her sister’s, momentarily solemn at the comparison. One pure, the other tainted. ”We won’t be separated again,” she vowed softly.
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