Several months had passed since her twin sister had woken her from her slumber amongst the statues in the hall of lost souls. And things were not really looking up for the demon pae. She'd failed to find her belongings in the burrow, and Dagen had summarily ousted her from the burrow when she'd found her there... after of course blowing up at her. Zaden had stayed very near the burrow pouting for several days before slumping off into the woods, since then she'd gone from grumpy to irritated, and her lack of practice hunting for food wasn't helping. Some days Zaden had luck netting a fish but often it was just berries and other foliage she ate. She'd not moved deep into the woods, even when she was young it was a dangerous place, she knew that her sister knew that.. that's why the pair had chosen to live there to begin with.
Zaden did not see more then a glimpse of her sister over the time she was living near the burrow, it was often just as Dagen would zip off towards the more open parts of the land that Zaden would catch that sight. But after Dagen had blown up at her she felt completely unwanted in her twin's life and completely confused especially since her sister had managed to become an adult and she was still a teenager.
"Come back here you slimey foodstuff" the demon pae grumbled as she stood knee-deep in a river trying to fish, she was hungry and like every day she was attempting to get some food, she was oblivious to everything around her as she stared at the water around her and made several failed attempts to catch the creature below the water's surface with her bare hands.
<< this RP begins while Zaden is still a teen >>
Dagen hated her life now. It was so much worse with her sister back, than it was when she was alone and hating everything. Now she had to make sure the stupid brat didn't die from not eating. She knew full well that Zaden spent her day either pouting or failing at getting food. Her teen sister was getting really skinny, and that worried Dagen (she'll punch you if you ever tell anyone that). Dagen was sneaky with her help, not wanting her stupid sister to know she was getting. The rational on that was Dagen didn't want to have provide all the food for the ingrate, and she definitely didn't want the parasite moving into her home. Once you feed the wildlife, it expects handouts all the time, Dagen learned the hard way. Although she really does love the soft rug that bear made when it ran into her knife too many times.
