“i could kill you.”

“funny, I thought you already did that.”

A low rumble circulates through the area, frustration brewing deep within the lightly colored girl. One could feel the tension in the air, literally, like electricity crackling in the skies above. Her hair stands on end, talons digging into the earth. “yeah… just another thing you aren’t good at.” the alto tones slide out of her lips like poison, almost a smack in the face only, gemini has dealt with this nonsense countless times before. Pretty constantly lashes out with her words for she can do nothing else but that, some days it gets to the young one and other days its nothing but a gnat in her ears.

Today, she had gotten under the gem’s skin.

She snarls, the sound ripping from her and scattering the birds that nestle in the trees. “you will speak when spoken to.” her soprano lyrics had lowered into a dangerous purr, the sound like venom dripping from her as does her very own saliva. How sadisticly twisted she must appear to the outside world. Appearing as if ready to battle and yet having none to battle with.

If only they knew the truth of the battle she fights every day of her entire existence.

But another voice breaks her thoughts and the girl whips from her own reflection to stare into the scarred face of a male. She almost looks stunned, like a kid who has gotten their hand caught in a cookie jar. She is off gaurd and therefor, “mind your own business.” the slimy voice snaps, enough to draw gemini from her daze and flick an ear forward, a step back is taken and then another, the anger and ferocity fading from her mismatched gaze. A swallow. “I..was talking to my sister.” a stammer.

This isn’t her, this isn’t how she normally reacts. But this male has caught her in a moment when she cannot compose herself, the twins are vulnerable.

“her
“it”