her tail gave a small, uncertain sway.
brother,the smile that finds her face is an easy one, soft in the way their mother's was.
you remember me.it wasn’t quite a question, but the disbelief in her voice softened it into one. she took a tentative step forward, then another, then another until she is only paces from him.
he looked different than she remembered. certainly older, but colder, too—even then, she could not say she blamed him.
i wasn’t sure if you would.she admitted in clumsy speech, ears tipped forward, shy but hopeful.
i—uhm, you are well?