Badger's Links
My younger sister, hm? The middle child that went missing.
I bet she would’ve been much happier here. Wouldn’t she? Poor thing has too much on her shoulders. Ah, if only I could’ve kept her safe as well. She seems so… angry. Some boa of hate constricted the life from her heart, it seems, leaving a lost dragonet behind, confused and afraid. I may not have known my little sister, but I get the feeling she wasn’t always like this.
…Really reminds me of our mother. Not that either of them would know, of course.
My older brother, apparently. From what I’ve gathered, the whole Rainwing tribe raises dragonets; however, he took responsibility over raising his younger sibling. I wonder why?
He has this oddly tired look to his eyes that the other Rainwings don’t have. It seems he doesn’t fit in well, or doesn’t feel at home, or has overworked himself.
He’s quite mature and sensible, and very easy-going. A stark contrast to our younger sibling. He reminds me of my… other brother.