Dragoncrest Cliffs Wind wave

Lucette was a most unloving thing. Her sharp features already forming. Her even sharper eyes. Shadess honestly couldn't decide what her problem was, yet only could assume it was because Shadess was better then her in some way or another. Was it looks? Was it smarts? Was it her quick learning skills? 

Shadess heard shuffling of feet and then a weird noise over her head. Bright green eyes opened, set on the footing of her sister and then her head tips up slowly to see her sister and the bug she hovered over her. 

Luce, She stated with a wrinkling of her nose, Go 'way. Did she honestly have nothing better to do?