Chapter 1 Worried Sisters
It was an unusually quiet day as the circus caravan pulled into yet another small town. Catherine watched her self adopted brother, Trowa, as he half-heartedly helped the others unpack and set up. Ever since the Marimeha incident, he had been even more withdrawn and quiet then usual.
"What's wrong?" a voice from behind asked breaking through her concentration, causing her to jump slightly. Catherine turned to find a pair of clear, green eyes looking at her with concern.
"It's Trowa, he's not acting like he used to, and I'm worried about him." She confessed,
"What could be wrong, Astrid?" Astrid ran her fingers through a section of her long light brown hair that had come down from her claw clip. "I have not seen anything regarding him in many months, haven't you asked him what's wrong?"
Catherine nodded "He refuses to tell me."
"Does he have any friends here aside from you?"
"Not that I know of, why?"
"Maybe he's lonely after leaving his comrades in arms and destroying something that was a large part of his life and identity?" Astrid ventured to guess seeing the same look on Trowa that her own younger brother so often wore.
Catherine thought for a moment, if what Astrid said was true, then all she had to do was slowly introduce him to some people and hope he would warm up to them. "It might work."
"Would you like me to bring Akerri to your trailer tonight?"
"Sure, around seven good for you?"
"Perfect, well, I've got to get the horses settled, so I'll see you tonight."Astrid said as she turned to go to the horse trailers.
Both girls' hearts felt lighter with the prospect of their brothers' potential happiness as they went about their work, looking forward to the evening.