Blackfeather Woods Nobody can get a tan in the moonlight

It was not that she liked Keelut's presence that she was laughing - oh no, she didn't particularly like spending time with her brothers at all. It was just the victorious feeling in her gut that tickled her to the point of breaking into laughter, very much like an insane hunter finally catching that hare they had been after. She pressed her lips together tightly, stopping the high-pitched laughing as she looked at her older brother. He was so weird that it made her feel like the sane one.

No. She answered in a monotone voice, slightly accented. Are you done fleeing from your little sister? She questioned him, a hint of a smirk present on her pretty face.