Morningside Cuesta thoughts and hearts

"Me too," the male murmured, deeply agreeing with the sentiment but finding himself a little too overwhelmed to respond in kind. He simply sat still and endured his sister's treatment, his tail waving idly behind him. This still felt like some strange, happy dream. He was glad she was here, but he could hardly believe it.

"It's temporary," he replied, an amused grin quirking his face when she so casually insulted his appearance. "You look good, though. How've you been?" 

The last time he'd seen her, they'd been only a little older than Sunny and Dawn were, now. He remembered her being so much smaller, though they had always been the same size. Now, she was fully grown, comfortably plush, glossy-coated. She looked far better than he did - but it was only temporary. As soon as he could hunt again, he'd be back to his fighting weight.