Wild Berry Meadow Cool kids never have the time

Acheron rolled his eyes at his sister's response, not at all surprised. He watched her take another bite and sighed. Her name was Harps, he offered, lowering his head to take a bit for himself. When he had chewed and swallowed, he turned back to Spica. What are you doing out here on your own anyway? he asked, raising an eyebrow. Was it really that safe for her to be wandering around on her own? Of course, he had done the same, but he was older and the brother. Sisters shouldn't go off on their own. Does mom know you left? he added. It wasn't like he had said anything to her either but again, he was the brother; it was his job to keep Syrma and Spica safe when mom couldn't, at least that's how he felt about it.