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Firefly had caught the scent in the crisp autumn air as she made her rounds. She really didn't want to see the ebony female who had caused her to lose stance in the Rosea's eyes. She never had a chance to even try and explain her half of what had happened, Cercelee had long since taken the side of Ember, and perhaps on the default of attacking her own packmember the leader was right, but the reasons for their argument had nothing to do with ranks or packs or even over a boy.. She shook her head, trying to clear the scent from her mind but because the girl was really there the motion did nothing to help.

The girl who's coat was like the fire in the treetops of an autumn morn' stepped out into the field from the cover of the woods, the figure before her was only a haunting of the girl she once knew. The two shared one thing in common besides their blood, emerald eyes that could have been twins were there before her as she settled down on her haunches. Firefly didn't hate her sibling, infact she'd always been at ends on why Ember had acted so off towards her since she'd returned from afar, but over time being baffled hadn't been enough and Ember had just become a burr in her side, and she obviously the same to her sibling. Now, she wasn't sure what to think of the girl that looked like the world had used her as a doormat.

Firefly's voice called out firmly to the dark pelted Phoenix child, "Once we were told a story of a girl named Ember.. are you trying to become her in everyway?" She wasn't trying to be cruel, but it seemed that her sibling was cursed to follow the same path that belonged to her namesake. She just shook her head silently and sighed. She wasn't normally the one who showed a warm caring heart but she had a feeling the pathedic form before her was going to demand just that to get back that fiery spirit she once possessed.


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