Oh? Really? Not even any info to do with the number 138? Or, maybe, that you had a replacement sister at the time?
*It was fleeting, but there was a split second where anger twists in his eyes as he swivelled over to face the anon, the motion perhaps quick enough to have melted the snow around him.*
Replacement— She was no such—
*Snowcloud quickly stops himself before he says anything more, taking a deep breath.*
...Dear friends, I am afraid I am rather displeased that you would bring such a topic to me, and one I do not intend to share.









