Whitefish River le sigh

An ear flicked backwards at the approaching wolf, hoping it wasn't anyone in her family. That opinion quickly changed when she recognised by the footfalls that it was her mirror image. The words shared could've literally come from her own mind, and Spica couldn't help but grin a little at that. Gosh, imagine if you had to go through life without having your very own twin? Ugh, I know, right?! Spica reiterated, but with her own dramatic flair to it. Why was life so unfair? First the news about their father being from a pack called Moonspear and they suddenly had to be all secret about shit, and then the news that Speedy was getting new pups. Was it because she wanted real, legitimate pups? Better fucking not be.

Life was a little better with her sister laying next to her, and she felt calmer about that already. But she didn't feel calmer at all about the situation going on their family right now. I just don't get it, Spica said. I just don't fucking get it. She batted a piece of stone into the water, and it quickly sunk. Why's she gotta replace us? Is it because we're not Emrik's? And why didn't she even ask us first?! Before all of this Spica had never doubted that their mother loved them. But now, not even being consulted, well, that stung. So Ira had known about the new pups before them?