Ktulu's retreat was halted by her sister's biting words. Anger that she had never felt for her sister before flatred within her and bubbled in her chest as she turned to stand face to face with the shell of the mare that claimed to be Ophelia. She was not and would not be Ophelia as long as the God of the Sun held her memories captive. "You would remember who we were before had you not given up everything to the Sun God." Ktulu replied as evenly as she could. "But you felt it fitting to give up everything to him. Our childhood was not perfect, we both suffered at times, but we suffered together and you gave it all up to a god who thought it perfectly fine to attack those who did not worship him." Ktulu did not control her sister's actions, but tried to support everything she did instead, but she found it growing increasingly hard to support her decision to give up their past together. It was rare that they would ever remember their childhood but there had been times when they would reminisce. Now there was nothing. She was the only one that remembered. It was hard not to feel insulted and tossed aside.

"Forgive me, Ophelia." Ktulu snorted. "I was not aware that our duties included babysitting the lonely." Her ears tilted back against her head and she snorted. "What do you suggest we charge for babysitting, hm? And do you also suggest that we not defend ourselves against those who only speak poorly of us?" This was certainly not the sister she remembered. Would she ever have the old Phi back?

At the mention of Djinn, Ktulu snorted again. "That arrogant stallion." She growled. "I'm surprised he did not try to turn you completely against me. I'm sure he told you of our interaction after you sent him to me, did he not? But he was right in telling you that we are equals in this. We formed this band together to help defend those who could not defend themselves." She continued on. "We are not a band of murderers as you so aptly put it. I would never take a job to attack a weak herd that has done nothing to hurt anyone else." Did Phi really think that lowly of her? Did she really think her little more than a murderer who led a band of murderers.

"Tell me, Ophelia." She said, forcing her voice into calmness. "What are you going to do when one of your friends wants dirt on the other or want our warriors to attack to defend their herd? You're not going to protect both. You can't, which was why the Grey was to remain neutral and impartial on all fronts. Just because you call someone a friend and an ally does not mean that your other friends and allies will see them in the same light."

Ktulu was stunned into silence when Ophelia threatened to leave. The angry beast inside of her wanted to tell her to leave, she had been of little use since the Sun God had taken her memories, but the dark mare held her mouth tightly shut until she reeled that angry beast back in. "I don't know what to offer you in solution." She sighed and finally looked away from her sister. "But you're crazy if you think I don't need you." Eytan, who had been standing quietly beside Ktulu lifted his head and looked up at the dark mare.

"You don't remember, but I needed you everyday when we were foals. I needed you for the most basic of things. If it were not for you I would have died before I had the chance to become a yearling." Finally, Ktulu lifted her head to look at her sister once more. "So don't ever think that I don't need you or want you by my side." She sighed quietly. "I apologize that I made you feel that way, but you must understand that your decision to give your memories up has not only affected and been hard on you, but me as well. I feel like I've lost you."

Eytan rumbled a greeting to his silver dragon friend as he swooped down and sat next to him. As the dragon rested his head in his fur the bear shifted his body closer to his friend as he watched his bond mate with a mixture of uncertainty and sadness. Never before had any of their meetings gone so astray and been so upsetting to his dark mare. He felt a surge of anger and guilt from his bonded as she listened to the words spoken by her pale sister which caused the young bear to sigh. He tucked his head against Tinek and closed his eyes as he waited for their arguing to end.

"Phi." Ktulu said, her voice a mixture of frustration and remorse as her sister turned and began to walk away. "Will you just shut the hell up with calling yourself useless." The dark sister snapped. "You're useless if you allow yourself to be and you are not. I don't know why you did what you did but as long as we've been together you've always done something for a reason." Even if she didn't agree with it it was true. Even if she didn't want to support whatever the reason was that she thought it fitting to lose her memory it wasn't her choice.

Ktulu trotted swiftly after her sister and pulled in front of her, turning her body so she blocked Ophelia's path."I am sorry, Ophelia." Ktulu said as she looked at her sister. "You do not need to end your mission on my account. If you like I can tell you what you want to know." She offered, pausing before extending her muzzle toward her pale sister.

"I've never told you anything before that I didn't mean." Ktulu answered her sister. "In all our lives you've only ever done anything with a clear purpose in mind. You've never done anything for nothing, including whatever it is you've gotten yourself into with the Sun God." Sun demon she wanted to say. Hatred bubbled in the dark mare's heart for the deity that took her sister's memories away and left her as little more than a shell of what she had been.

Ears tilted back next as Ophelia explained who else had been hurt because of the decision she had made. It was simply something that her sister would have to deal with, she thought. "So you're going to let other control you?" She snorted then shook her head. "That's so like you, to worry about everyone else's feelings and forget your own." Perhaps that was another reason she had taken it so hard when Phi had decided to give up her memories. They had always done everything together and now that they were grown and out on there own they only had each other to remember the time, however brief it was, that their lives were good.

"I will walk with you and tell you what you want to know, but I will not go to the shrines." She didn't want to see the Sun God out of the knowledge that she would say or do something she would come to regret. Instead she would wait for Ophelia to come back down.

"I'll start with our childhood." She said as she turned to begin walking with her sister. "We are not from here originally. We were born in the Moonlit Tides in Isilme where our parents led the herd. Their names are Paladin the Valiant and Soleil the Virtuous." Ktulu cast a sidelong glance at her twin before continuing on. "We're not just sisters, but twins. I was born first and you came second. You were just as dark as me when we were little. My legs were crooked and I could barely walk, but you took it upon yourself to burden yourself with me. You shouldered my weight and helped me move around and you never seemed upset that you did it. I was and always will be grateful that you were there for me."

Her tail twitched and an ear rotated back when she heard the scurrying of paws across the forest floor. Moments later Eytan raced past them and crashed through a bush. Ktulu shook her head then continued on. "We were still young when you were captured by Nyra. She was a racist and hated our home because father let equines and the pegasus live with us. She hated us because our mother is an equine. The whole herd rallied when she brought you back and used you like a shield. She hid behind you like the coward she was, but eventually gave you back to us. A few days later she invaded with her group of racists. Mother met her on the battlefield and killed her."

Another glance was spared to see how Phi was taking the abundance of information that was being given to her, but still Ktulu pressed on. "They were still fighting when the shades invaded. Undead spirits of fallen warriors and the like. Their bodies were sharp, their steps sounded like rustling leaves. They attacked us. Instead of running to save yourself you shouldered me again and helped me escape. If it were not for you I would be dead." She put it rather bluntly, bus she never had been one to tiptoe around the obvious.