Splitting her life between the living and the dead made Arae’s concept of time a little warped. She still couldn’t believe that it had been ten years since they’d come over from the Isle. After really thinking about it, it made sense. A lot had happened since then. But it still seemed a little surreal. The knock at her apartment door pulled her out of her mind. It was quickly followed by three deep barks. “PĂso. kathĂste,” slipped from her lips in a firm tone as she pushed pass three large mastiffs to pull the door open. The dogs moved to sit obediently off to the side. “Oh, it's you.” slipped from her lips as she shifted out of the way so that her brother could come in. Despite here response, there was a light smile at the corner of her lips. “Just you? Or are the miniatures around the corner?” Arae was still very much getting used to the idea of children. Especially, children that spawned from her brother. @nate-thana
