got my spell on you baby

The ravens and crows that called the treetops home cawed their fear as the skies darkened, some even taking flight to a safer place. Lakhesis watched them, the breeze that swept through the trees ruffling her fur. There was something coming — of course there was something coming — but it was something bigger, greater than this. The drizzle before a storm. She felt it within her chest, and her heart began to thrum with excitement, ears pricking as she heard her sister's chant nearby.

The girl moved towards the elaborate set up, always enthralled by Shego's rituals. Where she was one for painting and scrying, trying to glimpse at the future and persuade it towards the Fates' will, her sister was always the one with more intricate ways. Though they were in no way less effective.

She peered out with a fascinated gaze from the darkness, only briefly looking up as lightning struck somewhere near by — an almighty crash that sent a shiver down her spine. They had heard.