Hideaway Strath Novae and Krynn

Novae rolled her eyes at the comment sweet one. She knew it didn't settle well with her siblings that she was the only truly nice one in the Sahira family. She continued to watch her sister as she spread the hare's entrails through the area and in the hollow. The smell was enticing, but the sight of it was not. Novae had a idea what her sister was planning, but she had been wrong before. Her sister seemed to have a twisted way of thinking. ...then again, most of all her siblings did anyway. She also knew them to be quite cunning as well.

As her sister crept to the shadows, she raised a brow in interest and also felt a bit offended. Back to my riverbed? What's that supposed to mean? That i can't handle what your planning to do? Novae huffed and lurked over to hide within the shadows of the trees ignoring her sisters lustful look for blood. She glanced over at her defiantly before laying down deciding to groom her pelt til nightfall. "I'm staying right here." She replied. 

She licked at the dried blood on her black and gold brown pelt trying to get the tufts of clumped fur smoothed out. She whipped her head over towards her sister and narrowed her acid green eyes challenging. "I think my faint of heart can take it." She muttered irritably.