Ch.2: Time Flies.

“So, Vantor and I were always troublesome kids, stealing from the palace and whatnot- until a guard caught us... and we got in huge trouble, 2 weeks in the dungeon. Queen Evergale let us out, but Vantor kept stealing, and she got a job opportunity from an underground organization. I tried to keep her away, but in the end, she accepted. She’s been doing “jobs,” murder, thievery, and more. One time, when she came home, she had a cut on the back of her neck. I-I healed it for her… and she didn’t come back until I had pups, she then quit… but she still had lots of enemies. I’m sorry, my pups, she may no longer be alive.” Momma spoke with remorse.

“B-but… WHYYY?” Oori and I cried

“I don’t know, dears, those were her choices.” She whimpered. I was filled with anger. She should’ve tried harder! Or maybe joined Auntie! Instead, she simply let her go off, which might’ve led to her being KILLED.

“Hmph.” Oori huffed

“Yeah. HMPH.” I added, and then we angrily sauntered away, leaving momma alone to cry. Should I have done that…? You know what, I don’t regret ANYTHING. HMPH. Right as Oori stepped into our bedroom, she froze, then turned back with an expression of pure fear.

“H-hey Germai? You might wanna check this out.” She whimpered despairingly I stepped into the room, and saw a horrific sight… Auntie Vantor was bleeding from many wounds, the worst one on her calf, bleeding the blood of EverFoxes, goldish-bronze… but they weren’t knife marks, they were clawmarks.