Duskfire Glacier When I'm sinking like a stone, at least I know I'm not alone

She was sick of this shit. She hadn't seen her brother for days, and it spiked resentment in her chest as she found herself again picking up his slack. Even after all the shit still between them, she kept up with her responsibilities, and it was really starting to get under her skin. They had yet to even try and make up after their fight, and now she was left with all of this crap while he did whatever he wanted.

She stalked through the glacier until she found his faint scent, following it to his den. As she got closer, her anger was doused by fear as his scent really hit her--it smelled wrong, and she grew worried, her pace quickening until she was bounding through the opening of his den without even announcing her presence. 

She saw his sunken form on the ground, and ran to his side, nudging him with her nose and releasing a low whine. All her frustration and resentment was gone--replaced by fear and dread. Brother, what's wrong? she asked, fear coating her voice.