03-02-2022, 04:42 PM
The black stripes of her sister’s coat flash with familiar shades of blue and orange and cream, which delights Myrna. She doesn’t notice Sickle’s initial stiffness in response to her embrace, and is smiling brightly when they pull apart.
Having only known a loving mother, it takes Myrna a moment to realize what her sister is talking about when she talks about change. There is much she might say to that, Myrna knows, but she thinks she recognizes that Look in her sister’s eye. It is rather like the way her mother looks when she is Trying Not to Cry, and so she just nods in response because she knows that the woman Sickle fears is not the one who now lives in Hyaline.
Myrna has very much looked forward to meeting her elder sister, so hearing Sickle admit to the same thoughts brings a glowing warmth to her chest.
“I’ve wanted to meet you but wasn’t sure where you were.” She was also not sure if Sickle would want to meet her, or even if she knew who Myrna was. How she knows about Myrna is not something that concerns her - she has enough family and her existence is no longer quite the secret it had once been.
“We could go for a walk, if you want?” Myrna suggests, and then, looking out at the wide clear sky. “Or a flight?” Myrna has stalked enough rabbits to know forced stillness when she sees it, and while she doesn’t know Sickle well enough to be sure that is what she see, there is enough of her brother and mother in the older girl that Myrna feels an immediate kinship.
@Sickle
Having only known a loving mother, it takes Myrna a moment to realize what her sister is talking about when she talks about change. There is much she might say to that, Myrna knows, but she thinks she recognizes that Look in her sister’s eye. It is rather like the way her mother looks when she is Trying Not to Cry, and so she just nods in response because she knows that the woman Sickle fears is not the one who now lives in Hyaline.
Myrna has very much looked forward to meeting her elder sister, so hearing Sickle admit to the same thoughts brings a glowing warmth to her chest.
“I’ve wanted to meet you but wasn’t sure where you were.” She was also not sure if Sickle would want to meet her, or even if she knew who Myrna was. How she knows about Myrna is not something that concerns her - she has enough family and her existence is no longer quite the secret it had once been.
“We could go for a walk, if you want?” Myrna suggests, and then, looking out at the wide clear sky. “Or a flight?” Myrna has stalked enough rabbits to know forced stillness when she sees it, and while she doesn’t know Sickle well enough to be sure that is what she see, there is enough of her brother and mother in the older girl that Myrna feels an immediate kinship.
@Sickle