IF THERE WAS I'M SURE WE'D BREAK IT
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It was not before now that he fully realized that she had the most peculiar colour of eyes. Yes, they were like his. Never before had he encountered someone so similar to himself and he drew closer, feeling the magnetism draw him to her. Confusion rose almost immediately after the shock of seeing his eyes in another person’s face, because he had believed that Uncle Kansas and Aunt Savina and their children were the only close relatives he had in this pack. Eyebrows rose until they could no more and now the excitement took over.
It was not just their eyes. They both had brown as the dominating colour on their fur, though she was darker and his hinted more to cinnamon. His train of puzzled thoughts halted for a moment when she replied to his question. Going to paint? What was that? His ears flickered sideways with uncertainty, but he was intrigued enough to not ask for permission to visit his cousins just yet. He did not like meeting and talking to complete strangers, but he worked so hard to get over that uncertainty and distaste. More often than not, these strangers turned out to be nice.
His focus returned to the colours of her eyes again. Colibri was his half sister, and knowing his father, there probably was more. ”You look like me.” It was so true though, they had to be. His light cinnamon tail with its white end moved friendly back and forth. No one in his family seemed to have violet eyes, so this had to be a sign. Conor had often made up scenarios in his head, wondering if there could be another family out there. Unfortunately there had been people present at his birth, so he knew it could not be true. Dreams never hurt anyone though.