Blackfeather Woods If I was dying on my knees you would be the one to rescue me

Siarut leaned into his sisters greeting, letting out a breath he hadn’t realized he had been holding. With Shivali not speaking to him, and he had a feeling Tahani was less than impressed with him. Tak was his only sibling left. Even though they seemed to hate him he was still constantly worried, especially about Shivali. 

“Tak, sister. How are you?” The brute purposefully ignore his sisters query. He wasn’t sure how to answer, and it was easier not to think of how he was doing. “It has been a long time. I trust you haven’t been slacking.” Siarut qurked a brow at his younger sister. They were very close, and he was very proud of everything she had accomplished. “How was your journey?” He slipped into the common tongue as a way to quiz her. It was something he often did before, conversing in and out of their native language.