I imagine that my brother is, and perhaps always will be, like a secondary part of me - he is my additional ears, eyes and even nose. What I do not see nor think, I am positive that he will. Perhaps it is why I feel brave leaning in closer, examining this would-be sister as if she were something to be analysed, like a lesson or perhaps a story. I am brave because I know that if she moves for me, or perhaps says something I do not understand... my brother will know, and he will tell me these things. It is a comfort to feel him move up along side me for it makes me realise that I have done no wrong; I can't help but stand a little more proudly, straightening up and flashing her an almost dark smile. It is a smile I have seen mother wear before - teeth tips shown, lips curled back ever so slightly. She speaks then, revealing to us the names of our supposed other sisters. How curious that she answers me so willingly. It is harder to get answers from father - I nod to myself, deciding then that she will do for company today. After all, I have many questions of this outside world.

"Cersei and Octavia. Perhaps."

I repeat their names, nodding slowly as I consider the chances of meeting them near the great blue expanse. Part of me hopes we do not for I am unsure if I can handle more girls claiming to be my sister - Vesper is more than enough, especially if the others are as large and odd as Maradona. If I had been uncertain then, shifting atop my paws slightly, then surely Praetor removed such an ill feeling from me - he spoke with confidence, reaffirming that we didn't really need her to take us. My smile turned smug as I nodded in the direction of my brother, raising a brow.

"We can keep up."

I shrug, sure of us both before she takes off, her longer legs seeming to give her more of an advantage than I thought. I can't help but growl beneath my breath at this... discovery, quietly cursing my own short appendages. Still, the distance between us gives me a chance to move closer to my brother, once more whispering words only for him.

"Should we make this difficult for her?"

There is a quiet laughter then as we move along, my gaze lingering on my brother as I move to read his features. We could easily make our apparent sister's offer an easy one - we could stay near, behave and be polite, or we could experiment. After all, we are young and surely he has felt the urge to challenge what we've learnt? I, for one, certainly have. We've been taught nothing but good manners and it's always been exciting to imagine the opposite of that - if we were to eat out of turn, or perhaps even eat something entirely not ours. It's interesting to think about and I can only hope my brother feels like enacting it too. I hope but for the most part, I stay quiet on the matter, only hinting at what I mean. After all, if Maradona were to hear, all the fun would quickly go away.

So distracted I was that I quite literally bumped into my sister, my nose hitting the back of her hock as I stare up at her bewildered. Was she not supposed to show us the blue, rather than simply looking out over it? I push my ears back, the bristly fur along my spine rising so slightly in agitation - that is before I truly see it all now. If our view had been pleasant before than this one was immaculate; we were so close though, and even when she spoke, I did nothing but stare up at her with annoyance and a huff. Perhaps she took showing us too literally; I would need to correct her.

"We want to feel the strange white land; and the strange blue. Not just see."

I huff again, clearly displeased by this sudden halt - if she will not do it, then I shall. It takes more courage than I let on as I step forward, my toes sinking into the strange earth. Immediately I spring forward in shock, growling at the strangeness beneath my feet; as I move, I sink further, the dirt feeling much more solid than usual. Maradona is not phased though, moving down the white earth and along it as if it were merely the same ground as before. I shoot her a dark look, barking at her as I stand on edge, my entire body stiff and hackles on high alert.

"Explain this!"

It is no question, no mere request but a demand. Sister or not, I will be damned if she gets away with leading us to something that will injure brother or I.