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Originally Posted by Queenie
Ivorythorn frowned at the failed attempt to ween information from her sister. She knew the she-cat had had SOME sort of accident that caused her skittishness, and Ivorythorn was determined to figure it out. Ivorythorn shrugged, "I'm just saying - on a deep, thoughtful level. What REALLY scares you." Ivorythorn slunk around her eyes narrowed searching her sister for any tiny mishap she might be able to make fun of. She noticed Rosebelly averting her gaze and Ivorythorn knew success was in her future. Now, at least Rosebelly was uncomfortable. "C'mon Rosebelly we're sisters. You can trust me with anything..." Ivorythorn sidled up next to Rosebelly her flank brushing hers in hope that it would provide false comfort to the she-cat just enough for Rosebelly to open up. |
Rosebelly narrowed her eyes at Ivorythorn as she spoke. Her mind screamed fox! but she didn't dare to say a word. The ginger molly's hackles rose in alarm as an acorn fell, but she quickly flattened them. Her ears pricked as Ivorythorn spoke again. Now that was true. They were sisters. As Ivorythorn's fur brushed against her own, Rosebelly longed to spill all of her emotions. Alliumeyes, her amnesia, foxes, all of that mess that is bundled inside of her. Rosebelly, however, kept her mouth shut. Instead, she told Ivorythorn what was bugging her now. Taking a deep breath, Rosebelly closed her eyes. "I'm scared of foxes," she said in a defeated tone. "It's something about them that triggers something in my mind. You remember that day I was in the medicine den? I can't remember anything before that. I only remember the fox." Rosebelly winced in waiting for ridiculing and insults.