Swiftcurrent Creek Teach Me to Sing

Last post for me! ^__^

Despite the bile yellow innards strewn against Valtýr's blazing paw, Maera found it within herself to overcome disgust and soothe her brother. He hiccuped a quiet sob as little lungs heaved with melodrama, eyes now painfully dry after they had spilled all the tears they could. "MmmMae-Mae," he said in an unsteady and hushed voice; especially broken by the sinister act he had just accidentally committed. Little sisters were the best... often bolder and far wiser than he; they seemed to think before acting while Valtýr was driven by impulse alone. Tiny nibbles helped the infant find solace, and he gave his sibling a weak smile as he wiped the bug's remains in the dirt. Maera was the best sister a brother could ask for.