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Okay, so you guys will be writing about a day/scene in the life of this liemolf, or both her and her sister's daily life. They're both witches, so be sure to imply them using witchcraft.
Remember, you can just write a day/scene in the liemolf's life and you don't have to include her sister
I'll also be picking based on accuracy.
One may say it was an average sunny day in the small, Liemolf run town of Risdale. Neighbors were waking up and saying hello as they reach inside their mailbox to pull out the daily paper, children were awake and giggling, the two sisters, well, let's just say they weren't all so merry and cheerful like the rest of the town.
"Dang it Sicora! Why can you never do anything right? The book specifically said two stirs counterclockwise every minute for 15 minutes. Is it that hard to do?" The older of the two spoke roughly, pawing at the loosened bow around her neck.
"My bad Lioka! I misread the book! It's your love potion or whatever, so why don't you do it?"
Sicora, light pink fur matted with sweat and eyes glaring, ignoring her flower crown toppling from the mane to the floor. Then, she sighs and exits the room, presumably to the kitchen to fix the girls some breakfast.
Sicora cleaned up the ruined potion, growing at the green liquid as it flowed down the drain.
'You were supposed to be lavender, why green?' The younger thought to herself as she placed the cauldron down gently, walking away from the brewing room and to the kitchen, immediately making eye contact with her sister.
"Sorry I messed up the potion...again. I really am trying though," the rose and violet furred liomolf spoke softly, not wanting to rouse the elder.
Lioka swallowed down the bote of blueberry waffle she had in her mouth before speaking just as quietly, "It's okay. You're still learning. Take your sweater off, you're starting to drip, you nasty beast." Lioka finished with a small chuckle, the chuckle turning into full blown laughter as her younger sister took off her hoodie.
"What is it?" Sicora looked at her sister, face full of confusion, until she saw her reflection in the window. At first, her mouth was open in a silent gasp, but after a few seconds, she joined in with her sister in the laughter.
"W-Why didn't you tell me my fur was everywhere?" Sicora spoke breathlessly through her laughter, a paw reaching out for her sister's shoulders.
"I was going to, but it was much funnier seeing you find out for yourself," Lioka burst into another fit of laughter as Sicora walked off, into her bedroom.
Lioka quickly shut up and went to her sister's bedroom door, knocking softly with her muzzle.
"I didn't upset you, did I?"
Sicora opened the door, brush and towel in hand. "Nope, but I stink and need a shower, excuse me loser," the younger smirked as she made her way into the shower, sighing as the hot water hit her skin.
Lioka frowned, suddenly taking notice to how utterly disgusting she felt, sweaty and stinky.
'I should've realized what she was doing. Just trying to get the shower first! Little stink...'
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