Kildeer Rest Just to find memories plagued by constant misery

Arlette looked up when she heard someone approach. Her red eyes took her in for a moment. Female, perhaps younger than she was? Brown in coloring. Arlette had a brief friendly wave in greeting with her tail when the female approached. "He---" Arlette raised her eyebrows.

The other was close enough but Arlette didn't recognize her. The female blinked for a moment when her name came from the female's lips. Arlette looked puzzled trying to think where she would know this female from. But it didn't ring a bell at the moment. Her confusion might also be mistaken of being called a name and not being that person. But she was. "I am Arlette." She had very distinct coloring that she knew.

Arlette took in the other female for another time. In her mind Keen had passed away. But she reminded a little of her sister, those blue eyes and brown coat. "I'm sorry-- But--," she blinked at the staring female. Arlette suddenly felt a little self conscious of her scars. Remembering what she looked before and how marked she was now. She wanted to shake that thought off. Another popped into her mind. Could her sister be alive? "Keen?"