5/12/2025, 5:50 PM
Yakone doesn’t have an answer. Did they need one? Sivaak was a warrior goddess. She wasn’t raising daughters— she was honing weapons.
“So you want your life to be difficult.” Yakone shrugs. It was noble of Ceti, really. And a complete waste of time.
The girl smirks when sister questions her, giving her tail a little arrogant flick for emphasis. “Literally anything else.” She watches for shades in the young hawk’s expression with impatience. They were reunited, was she really going to debate the merits of lone survival?
“Scouting. Hunting,” the cub adds, red eyes smoking. She couldn’t wait all day for her sister to come to her senses.
“So you want your life to be difficult.” Yakone shrugs. It was noble of Ceti, really. And a complete waste of time.
The girl smirks when sister questions her, giving her tail a little arrogant flick for emphasis. “Literally anything else.” She watches for shades in the young hawk’s expression with impatience. They were reunited, was she really going to debate the merits of lone survival?
“Scouting. Hunting,” the cub adds, red eyes smoking. She couldn’t wait all day for her sister to come to her senses.
