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Well now, she had never seen a puppy look so dubious. She hadn't been sure they were even capable of creating such a look. But here Sionnach was, giving her the biggest stink eye she had ever received. Deshyr stared back, eyes narrowing in jest as her sister stepped back into the safety of the den. Which was what she wanted, she guessed, she was playing the whole Lawful Good Big Sister act here while Liffey was away, she had to make sure that her baby sibs weren't getting into trouble and endanger—

"Woooow."

It was going to be like that, huh? Deshyr stared in both disgust and surprised disbelief at the steaming pile of yuck Sionnach had just gifted her. "Really?" she uttered, looking up from the absolutely gross deposit to her sister's masked face. She wasn't even sure how to respond to that; was it an actual, serious bad thing that she should go fetch mum for? Or was Sion truly that offended she had blocked her view of the rain and was capable of vomiting on command like that.