Shadewood stars, hide your fires

she rolled her iceblue orbs.

"you repeat yourself, yonder! past two days you've chirped about not-a-thing besides how much you think my plans shall fail!" she raised a wing to her head as if struck by the heartlessness of her brother's words.

then, she spun and engulfed yonder with her great white wing, pulling him towards herself and turning him to look not deeper into the woods, but at wast hinterland stretching beyond.

"yonder!" her eyes shone, devouring the sight. "is trickery not our mother's and your father's legacy? this way we shall honour both, this way we shall make a legacy all our own!"

then, she looked to him. "and earn a meal, 'fcourse."