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another mind, another soul, another body to grow old. it's not complicated. Otem didn't really have time to comment on the fact that as Iskra's teeth pulled an acorn-leaf from her mane, another one simply blossomed and took its place, because her youngest and only other sibling on Isopia's side (a part from her twin), had suddenly appeared next to Iskra. Otem knew who Mauna was of course, but he'd been so small when Otem had been around (and often was hungrily nursing), that the two had never really interacted. She'd just sort of been an autumn-coloured shadow lurking as his young life began to unfold. Now though it seemed like he was actually alive; he was his own little unit with thoughts and a voice and questions. Like, where his mom was. Cold and weighty words began to form on Otem's tongue as she tried to think of a way to answer her baby brother's questions, but Iskra chirpily answered for her. Not yet, but maybe we should have a look. Otem's smile never faltered even as her teeth clenched together. Because Iskra had sidled up quite close to her, it made it all too easily to subtly shift her weight and aim an inconspicuous kick towards his hind leg, a gesture she hoped would accurately capture her thoughts of, what the actual fuck did you just say. "Hey Mauna. You've already grown so much!" Otem answered instantly, speaking just a bit too loud incase Iskra decided to yelp with pain. "I'm glad you made it through okay. How do you feel? Did the Rift do anything weird to you?"

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