Prolouge - Highschool
A young teenage fox, with dark orange fur, was getting stuff out of her locker.
Vestra closed her locker shut as she slung her backpack around her shoulder, ready to go home. She began walking, noticing all the other students around her, but ignoring them as well, apethetic about them. Soon enough, Tiamat, her twin sister, joined Vestra.
Tiamat: Hey, sis.
Vestra: Hi, Tiamat.
The two walked together towards the bus.
Vestra: So, have you had anymore problems with the jerk?
Tiamat: The jerk? Oh, right. Now that I think about it, I haven't seen him at all.
Vestra: That's good.
Tiamat: I guess, but... he hasn't even shown up in class!
Vestra: And?
Tiamat: I'd hate to think he's skipping class...
Vestra: What the f-ck do you care?
Tiamat: Hey!
Vestra: He can rot in hell for all I care.
Tiamat: Language, Ves!
Vestra: Oh, whatever.
Vestra smiled. When she first heard Tiamat was getting bullied, she felt the need to protect her from him. Thus, she took care of the problem herself. She wouldn't tell Tiamat, of course, she would not aprove of Vestra's... methods. Vestra usually didn't care what others thought of her, but the sole exception was Tiamat.
Vestra: Why did he pick on you, anyways?
Tiamat: I'd... Rather not say...
Vestra: And why not? I'm your sister, I should know.
Tiamat: ...
Vestra: What?
Tiamat: It's just...
Vestra: It's just what?
Tiamat: I don't feel ready to tell you, OK?
Vestra: You say so.
Even though they were the exact same age, Vestra always acted as the bigger sister, protecting Tiamat from those who would mean her harm.
The two got onto the bus and went home.