Chimera Fields All the World is Calm and Peaceful

the starlet opens her mouth to protest or at qualify what weetzie's saying, because, yeah, he has a point but she thinks she can make it work -- but like an angel summoned from the heavens ty herself appears and witchbaby cracks a smile, eyes brightening. "hey pretty lady!" the coy chirps, prancing closer to her monotoned brother. "this buzzkill's my brother, weetzie. weetz, this's ty," wb concludes and shoves her nose against weetzie's grey head, murmuring wickedly "toldja so." 

she moves her mouth to address ty again, though she remains flush against her brother's side, a ruby red contrast against soft single-toned greys. "he ain't a big fan of wolves," the witch says, like announcing the weather, "but he's real smart an' he looks after me."