Kintla Flatlands a tender history in rust

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When Junior saw Saēna running toward her, her tail began to thump the ground, albeit tentatively. She remained seated and ducked her head apologetically before her sister even reached and questioned her. Meeting the pale girl's indigo eyes, Junior could see the betrayal there and she wanted very badly to explain and remedy the situation.

"I'm going to the coast with the Nereides," the elder, darker pup replied. "I'm sorry I didn't get to tell you sooner. Dad's... not happy." Junior swallowed, then simply spat out the words: "You could come with me. You and Ty. It's a sisterhood, so Pura can't come." Technically, he could but Junior didn't think it was the right fit for the freckled boy. "They believe in goddesses and spirituality and stuff. I think you'd like them, Saēna," she finished persuasively, knowing how badly it would upset her father if he knew she was trying to filch his remaining offspring.