Whitefish River ambition

Spica could only agree with Syrma. And this time, unlike previous times when they'd gripe about their family, it didn't matter as much because they would be rid of them soon. Spica would miss her mom, she was pretty sure, and heck, maybe even her baby sibs just a bit (even if they'd replaced them; but it wasn't like that was their fault, they were kinda victims in this too). But in the end this was what they needed, and she hoped their mother would see that too. But whatever the case, Spica felt like she needed to get out of here, and was glad to see that need mirrored in her twin.

Yeah! she agreed wholeheartedly once more. It was as if Syrma's half of things being said could've been said by herself. Exactly, we can use that Acheron did get to go if we really have to! It'd be totally unfair and hypocrite to not let us go! Spica's tail wagged as she looked at her sister, and then blurted out without thinking: I love you, Swym. I'm so glad we got each other. Poor other wolves who had to go through life without a mirror image.