Arrow Lake we have both known loss like the sharp edges of a knife

Dated  5/25
Preceeded by  I, II, III
Summary  We say a lot of things in anger
Tags for reference. Vonn’s POV.

“Leaving?”

The dried loam between her clawtips seemed to be infinitesimally more interesting, more tolerable to Vonnaruil than seeing what @Dennan had done to her. 

“Brothers do not leave their sisters when ze male who ruined them both has arrived to finish his work.”

Milk and moonlight; babes of a bleary winter; that’s what they’d been. Then, the flick of her brother’s heart beneath her cheek had been the most precious thing she’d ever felt.

“Aurëwen—“

“Brothers do not leave when their sisters have sought them from one end of ze earth to ze next. Némë, cenai.” There he was, all ivory shadows in the person of Vonnaruil. This was it. Damn you and your debts! This was her ruin.

“Sister—“ He was ruining her. 

“Heca! Mennai paityldë lucassë vëa... háno uilyë mo.”

It wasn’t in her eyes, though. It would never be — another departure was what she never again wanted — but Telptquáco had already vanished.

As if he’d never been found at all.