Stone Circle lookin' for a mind at work

Nanook fell into an easy pace at her sister's side, comfortable to roam beside her as an equal, even if her rank fell far beneath hers. When they were alone, they were leader and subordinate - they were sisters. She shifted beneath the praise, uncertain still how to accept her sister's glowing words.

When Desna offered her a hip bump, a soft smile touched the sterling woman's lips and she nudged her shoulder against her sister's in affectionate return. Though there remained a certain stiffness to her movements, her gesture held much more warmth, for Nanook wanted her sister to know the depth of heart for her, emotions she often struggled to express. "You're my sister," and though that hadn't seemed to mean much in terms of loyalty when Nanook had been a child, the expression held weight to it now, "I couldn't leave you alone again." No. Not again.