Wapun Meadow atlatl

Amneris trailed the man silently, watchful of their surroundings as he spoke. It seemed to her that he addressed Athalia, not her. He had not spoken her name, after all. And so she did not bother to give him her attention.

The sky was far more interesting to watch anyway. The clouds. Though it sent a prickling rush across her hackles to think that he meant to make her sister family and not her, too, Amneris ultimately discarded the notion. She didn't need his concept of family; she wouldn't beg, no more than she'd begged her mother to stay.

She watched the sky.