feathery wings
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Firefly watched the sibling before her as she smiled softly. She could tell her sister was uncomfortable in the place Firefly called home when she wasn't called to the chambers of the Lilium. Her fingers traced the mantle above the fireplace where the coals still burned softly. Tossing two logs upon the ashes she watched as sparkles flew into the air before settling down again, the coals suddenly bursting into flames as they worked along the length of the wood. The heat suddenly seemed to double as she wondered just why some shied so from the world of the nearly extinct humans.

Brushing away bits of bark from her palms she shrugged as she stretched across one of the loveseats, like a leopard she lounged there, her prowling eyes amused by the discomfort of her blood. "It works well enough.." she said as she pulled one of the many throws off the back of the couch and picked at the soft fabric, her eyes studying the girl before her, wondering but not asking the question her eyes spoke so loudly, why did you return.. It was like the angry child she'd once been greeted with had disappeared and now some shell was standing before her. She wasn't certain she'd liked the child she'd known, but anything was probably better than this ghost of a thing.


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