I AM SPINNING IN INFINITY

She tilted her head as he offered her a grin. It seemed strange, for him to wear something so full of emotion, multifaceted. Perhaps their strange upbringing had not harmed them so badly after all. Her violet eyes sparkled, giving a confused but curious noise at his jesting assertion. Ehiyeh padded towards him, her nose stretched out to sniff at him, as if she had taken his words quite literally. Where had her dear brother been? She could smell the plains on him, but the freelands as well-- she supposed it was no mystery as to why his scent crossed the border so often. Admittedly, she did miss him, as a very primal and painful emotion, as a duckling might feel lost when its mother is eaten by a fox.

"Don't look for trouble, Elohim." The warning was delivered quietly, with a note of seriousness, a hidden sharpness lying beneath her tongue. She had always been good at it (finding trouble, that was) and the both of them would be quite strapped should Elohim stick his nose too deeply into where it didn't belong. But, she supposed it was simply in their nature. If Eden had taught her anything as a young girl, it was how to get into trouble and then pretend as if had never happened. "It finds us both easily enough, already." Her brain seemed to be quiet today in the stillness of the early winter, and for that, Ehiyeh was grateful. Too often did she become incoherent with her brother. He deserved better than the mutterings of a madwoman who lashed out at him simply because he was there to lash out at.

Ehiyeh stepped towards him, closing the gap between them as he asked his question. She had not missed his eerie eyes roving over her unkempt body, but she could not blame him for it; instead, she simply offered a shrug of her shoulders as his gaze met hers once again. "I wish Moladion did not end at the ocean." She said with a sigh. "I wish south was a place. I am sick of the cold and snow..." Her raspy voice trailed off, and she looked towards the side, into the forest that would lead back towards the shores. Perhaps she did not want to stay here, but where else was there to go?

Almost as if on cue, little flurries of snow began to drift through the naked treetops. The clouds had marched upon them unannounced, and Ehiyeh had not even noticed the disappearance of the sun. She shivered, glancing towards the sky, hunching her shoulders towards her neck-- the position making her appear even more gaunt than she had looked previously. But, to her pleasant surprise, there was no sudden spinning of the world, her face did not flush as some foreign poison bubbled up from her throat. Today, perhaps things could be quiet. Ehiyeh moved past her brother, letting her fur brush against his, before pausing with her hindquarters against his. She stared up through the trees.

"Do you think it is a good thing that Adonai and Pagan do not know who their sire was?" The question was quiet, delivered with a soundness of mind that seemed impossibly far-away.

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