suburbia will be just as easy

[Rikka de le Poer]

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The voice from behind her was somewhat familiar, but Rikka didn’t realize it was her sister until she turned around and saw an almost mirror image of herself. Of course, Rikka was now thinner than Corona and their eyes were different, but the resemblance was still shocking. Letting a soft smile curve her lips, Rikka stepped forward slightly and opened up her arms, as a sign of peace and friendship. “Just looking around,” she answered softly, wondering if her sister recognized her. It had been a long time since they had seen each other last, and since then their bodies and minds had changed drastically from their childhood selves.


Rikka turned her eyes back toward the skulls for a moment, and returned her gaze to her sister’s beautiful face. “Corona, why have you killed these wolves? What have they done to provoke your wrath?” She didn’t ask any of this accusingly—honestly she just wanted to know if there was a real threat here, and if she should be on her guard. Wolves (as well as coyotes) could be fickle creatures, and knowing what you’re up against always improved your chance of avoiding a confrontation. The golden-eyed, golden-furred woman watched her sister for a moment longer and then finally introduced herself, unsure if her sister knew it was her Rikka that was home. “It’s me, sis, it’s Rikka.”