BUT YOU WON'T REACH FOR ANY HANDS // Diya

[glow=white,1,400]LIKE WE FORGET WHO WE CAN TRUST ! — [abbr=VAYNE CIPHER-VANTAS, THE TYPHOON, BETA, 7 MONTHS]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]

It felt odd coming back to an empty house. Vayne found the cabin that her and her littermates had stayed in with Aphra and a cold sensation caused the kitten to shiver as she entered the home. The foxgloves that her mother had kept around were wilted, clearly not taken care of (who would have done so?) but truth be told, Vayne was a little bit relieved that the plants were dead. Aphra often talked about how toxic and dangerous they were, and how she could easily poison one of her crewmates with them if she wanted to - but of course, she never acted out on those words. Despite that, Vayne wasn't entirely sure whether or not Aphra was just saying things half of the time, or if she genuinely meant her words as a threat.

Vayne forced herself to move on upstairs, towards her room. There was a little bit of hope in her chest to see her siblings there but unfortunately, there was no sign of either of them. Were they even still around, or had they gone off in search of where their family went? Pushing away that thought, she went into her room, gathering a couple of seashells that she had collected and liked. She didn't want to stay here, in a place where bad memories lingered, but honestly was staying by herself much better? Your sisters had no choice but to go off by themselves... She told herself, realizing how scary it must have been for them.

Once she gathered up her shells in a little bag, Vayne went back down and left them by the door. Please, nobody take them. She prayed silently to herself before she turned around and headed back towards her room.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]