Sun Mote Copse She paints me blue again

*wraps this, ties a bow on it and puts it underneath the Christmas tree* :)

Avery took a few moments to ponder a good question, during which time Sugar found herself peering at the big boulder again. But the sound of her sister's voice eventually broke the companionable silence again and she turned to catch her eye, Sugar's own face scrunching into a lighthearted grimace at the question Avery had picked.

"Ugh," she said, chortling a little, "that's a hard one." She pursed her lips and hummed before eventually answering, "Crow's more annoying. But Pox is meaner." She cocked her head. "And the truth is," she continued in the next breath, "you're my favorite." She giggled louder this time, reaching out a paw to bat fondly at Avery's slim silver shoulder.

"Your turn," she prompted next, though before her sister could choose truth or dare, she queried, "You hungry? I am. Let's go get something to eat?" And, of course, because they were two peas in a pod, they strode in tandem toward one of the pack's stockpiles, their heads close together, giggling, as sisters do.