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It was around 10 am when Arron decided to go out. He slowly got ready, enjoying the peeking light of the sun through his window. He disparagingly noticed dust on the pane and hoped his father would not notice. He flicked his hair back over his long, pointed ears and patted his cat. His weird hairless cat. Who purred obnoxiously at the attention. "Hey there cat," He said, crooning goofy nonsense to the feline who gurgled right back in cat speak. They had a deep understanding. He was definitely a cat person. He saw a great pack of perzi in his future yes.

It was a good day to go looking for critters, of course every day was but he felt an especially strong pull yanking him out the door. But he would not without his journal. He needed it to record all the things, especially since Sezarra had sent him one from wherever she happened to be, it was blue with a wave design on it. Very precious to him as he believed it came all the way from Matori.

It had a note from her in it.

To my little cousin
I hope to compare notes with you one day!
Sezarra

Ahh it was his little sister again. He didn't like to think that she was spoiled but he was afraid it might be true. Except that her spoiling she seemed to dream up for herself because his parents were too smart for that. He hoped.

"I'm looking for my journal, you know that blue thing that I sleep with under my pillow half the time." It was true too, he did, having it close made him happy. It had all the critters he had seen in it, carefully transcribed from his cousin's book before he had it sent back to her. His cat was in it along with all the bugs he had found, the rest of the family pets and all the pets he could draw from the village. It meant more to him than gold.

Arron was starting to suspect his little sister of subterfuge. It was no secret that she liked pretty things. What was wrong with the females of this family, no one ever seemed to make much sense. He had almost lost Volka and that separation, and the fact that she was his twin endeared her further to him. He respected her, cared for her, she still confused him occasionally but he would figure it out usually. Now Ruulu on the other hand...seldom made any sense, was never lost and came with an entitled brat tag.

"Ruulu, do you have it?" Volka would never try such a thing, but he would put nothing past his little sister. Selvei liked to cuddle, Ruulu liked to dominate.

Arron was just about to pick up the cat and actually look there he was so desperate when Ruulu started a temper tantrum. He gazed after her with his mouth open, such uncouth behaviour! Before he knew it his own feet were taking him out the door to his room and after her. Not quite as fast because he was big enough to slam into something, including his mother.

He saw bewilderment in her eyes and shrugged as he ran. He saw his sisters little blue butt leap the log and disapear....who taught her to run that fast?!

He sped after her, but he was by nature more cautious. There were things in them there woods, he should know he had found quite a few of them.

Probably nothing that would eat her at the moment, much as she might deserve it. But it would be better to check first. It might eat him too after all.

His footsteps slowed and so did his racing heart. The trail ended here, did she take to the trees? No. There were no signs of a scrabble up the bark. He laid a hand on the broad chest of one of the nearest forest giants. There were enough wrinkles for her to climb sure, he walked around the tree but still there were no marks to be seen. Where was she? He poked around a bit like any good tracker, trying to pick up the trail again.

"Ruulu, Ruulu," he muttered under his breath. There was no where else for her to be..except. Oh no! Not the blisterbush. "Ruulu if you are in that bush you better come out now, and don't break any of the leaves, if you do the juice will burn you."

"Its a blister plant, you are going to be fine, your older sister and I have had our run ins with these before but unlike you I was not lucky enough to not break the leaves on me. That is the worst. If we can get you to that cream in time we will be okay. You will be okay anyway but it will sting less the sooner we get there."

He marched into the house and straight to the cupboard, he laid his little sister on the couch with the other arm not holding the itch cream he had retrieved.

"Hold still." he said as he started dabbing the itchy blisters that had begun to pop up on her delicate skin.

Soon she looked pretty spotty and he couldn't help but smile at her. "You look so cute."

Arron smiled to himself, poor little princess. She was almost cute with her eyes closed like that. He finished up and reported to his mother before coming back to make sure she didn't blow up like a puff fish.

They had a strange relationship, she was the most annoying thing on earth some days. Her brother was a sweetheart who adored Arron. Ruulu seemed to like Mom and was obsessed with Dad. He wasn't sure what she felt for the no nonsense Arron or the even more no nonsense Volka.

She was so feisty. So young. Whatever she set her mind to she went at with all of her energy. A devious, crafty, plotty mind backed by a hyperactive metabolism. Something thankfully that seemed to have skipped him and his other siblings. Ruulu however had caught it. He was surprised she was so still on the couch but that could be to avoid more itches.

"You don't know where it is, so why did you lead me to believe that you had it?" He asked, utterly confused and the illogic she had displayed. Volka wouldn't have done that he was sure, but then she made a great deal more sense than did Ruulu. He was sure she wasn't adopted but sometimes the evidence to the contrary disturbed him.

If she didn't have the book, then where was it? The question although less important now, still remained in his mind. He got up and went upstaris..sure enough where the cat was lying, was where the book was. The little imp had been right. He rolled his eyes and brought the book down to her.