Emerald eyes look around so desperately, hoping, no she was far passed hope, praying that she was not mistaken. She might break down if this was just a dream, if she had been wrong all along. Fate had already been so cruel to her in her short life to place her in such a dysfunctional family, it could not take this from her too and expect her to come out of it without a burning hatred for the world. Peregrine had been taken from her so long ago, Fawkes had no idea of even knowing if she was still around, let alone even alive. But she had faith that her sister was alive and well somewhere, there had been no blood at the scene of Peregrine's kidnap. All Fawkes had to do now was find her and it seemed like today might be the day.

Mahogany red ears flicker at the sound of a voice, a young girl's voice calling out. "Hello?" She turns to face the figure that has approached her, nose inhaling deeply to find that the source of the scent was coming from this girl. For a moment she stands there quietly staring, emerald eyes full of so much disbelief as she stares at the girl. She could hardly remember what Peregrine looked like anymore, but those yellow eyes, the eyes of their mother was enough for Fawkes to put the puzzle pieces together for the complete image of her long lost sister, simply older. Both girls are so unsure as they look at each other, the time apart having placed a barrier between them that they were trying to figure out just how tall it was.

And then she hears it. "Fawkes?" the girl says, making the white girl's heart clench in her chest as her world comes crashing down. "Peregrine......it's you," she says quietly, her mind vaguely remembering that her sister was deaf. A sad smile slipped on Fawkes's lips, as she took a hesitant step forward, and then another and another until she practically leaped upon her sister, trying to wrap her paws around the girl in a wolfish hug. So many emotions were flooding her right now as a joyful laughed left her lips. She thought she was about to burst from bad feelings that festered inside of her with questions, but instead tears of joy streamed down her white cheeks. Fawkes could not remember the last time, if ever, she had been so happy, so relieved.

She tries so desperately to calm herself down but her little puppy self simply cannot, tail wagging as she acts like a child for the first time since her birth, no longer feeling like she needed to act like an adult. "I have missed you so much! Have you been here this whole time?" she says, emerald eyes looking up and down her sister, taking her her appearance and making sure she was well. And then her happiness quickly changes as her anger burns to the surfaces, though it is subdued slightly so as to make it not seem like it was directed at Peregrine. "Mother did not even look for you, like i'm sure she's not even looking for me. But I did! I looked all over for you when you were taken!" she says, a small growl slipping into her words as she thinks about Striker, a female who should never have been a mother. If Peregrine were to look at her sister, it would be obvious through her skinny starving body that she had been on her own for a while, and the fire in her eyes showed she had no intention of ever going back, with the exception of saving her brother Rampage from their mother's mistreatment. She need not worry, Fawkes was not going to take her back.