Snippet #1373058

"We're totally lost, little bro." Arcadia teased with a smirk, her tone light and filled with amusement as she looked up at her brother. He seemed older; At least, physically he did. He had been leading them down the hallways blindly, not stopping to ask any butlers which way the dining hall was. For a while, Arcadia had decided not to mention anything about it, because her little brother in a very rare, confused state was actually quite amusing. "Chev could find the dining hall better than you could." She teased farther, Cheveyo's ears twitching and his glorious tail flicking at the sound of his name. His miss-matched puppy dog eyes flicked between Arcadia and Axel, almost as though he knew what was going on. Axel flicked her a glance that would normally freeze people in their places, but her smirk only widened, completely un-phased by his glare. He sure was a little grumpy.

Arcadia sighed as her brother led them down another hallway with large double doors at the end. They were cracked open, and she could smell the scent of others. She absently ran her tongue over her pearly white retracted fangs out of slightly nervous habit as they neared the door. Her blue-jay colored eyes lifted to rest on Axel, wondering what her brother was thinking about all of this. He was a master at concealing his feelings, as well as she was. Sometimes she just wished she could reach into his mind and listen for a while. Cheveyo wandered a little bit ahead of them, reaching the door first. He nudged it open with his black nose, taking a large whiff. He obediently looked back at Arcadia, awaiting her orders. Whether he should stay where he was or go explore. She shook her head and he back up a little, waiting patiently. The dog was her companion and best friend. Their communication far exceeded that of some regular people.

She stopped outside the door as they reached it and turned to look up at her brother. He was over a foot taller than she was, so she had to tilt her head back a little to look him in the eyes, like she had to do for most people she talked with because of her small, 5' stature. "Ready?" She whispered to him, then clasped the locket that hung around her neck on a silky black ribbon for a moment before turning and walking through the doors.


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Axel watched as his sister whisked into the room, followed by her faithful dog. He sighed and pressed his fingers to the bridge of his nose for a few moments. He didn't want to be here, but on the other hand he was glad so he could watch out for his sister. Though she was intelligent and knew what she was doing, she often got herself into trouble. And she didn't care. He opened his stormy blue eyes and walked in after her, hands pushed into the pockets of his faded and ripped jeans. He could feel the tension in the room, strung out like a rubber band. In time, it would surely snap on someone. The only people he saw though, was a girl with coffee colored hair, and a tall guy with black hair and a messenger bag. There was something black sticking out of it, and with a second glance, Axel saw it to be a cat.

As soon as he caught sight of the cat, he heard Chev give out a low growl. Arcadia silenced him immediately with one soft whisper of his name, and Axel was proud of her skills with her dog. He leaned against the wall and folded his arms across his broad chest, his gaze sliding around the room. It was fairly large room, almost completely taken over by the gigantic table that spread across the length of it. It was a deep mahogany color, with dozens of chairs settled around it. He doubted they would all need that may chairs, but then again, this was a palace. There was always extra things that weren't needed at all. He absently mussed up his hair a bit, studying the room with calm calculation.