Yuna could hear her sister crying, leaning up against the door. Things had never quite been the same since Yuna and Maeve had made that journey out on the peer. There had been some sort of weird tension between the two. Even as the years past and the two children grew in to young ladies, Yuna couldn't quite put her finger on what had caused the divergence.

Now, Yuna had her back pressed up against the wall, sighing softly, not wishing to be heard as her sister sobbed. Her sobs were muffled by her fluffy paws, and if Yuna had not been pressed up against the door as she was, eavesdropping on her sister ( out of fear her prior odd behaviour ), not a soul would have heard her.

Was she depressed? Anxious? Something far worse ... ? Yuna was unsure. She couldn't let her sister deal with her demons alone, but Yuna also couldn't just barge in unannounced and confirm that she had been listening to her sister's most private moment. Yuna couldn't do that to her sister. So, instead, she kept silent "watch". Her ear remained primed incase her sister shifted to leave her room, but also to keep a 'eye' on her sister. She couldn't live with herself if her sister did something terrible.

Perhaps Yuna was going to have to have a conversation with her parents about this ordeal ... or, maybe it would be best for Yuna to simply talk to her parents herself.

Maybe ... maybe ... what was the right thing to do?