Windrise Cuddles

Aether sat alone, underneath the statue of the seven at windrise. He was lacking his small but cheerful floating companion known as Paimon, as she had gone off with Amber as per his request. Paimon wasn't to happy about it of course, Aether hated to say he didn't blame her. He however, needed to be alone right now.

He wore his armoured crop top and armoured pants. His blond hair was in its usual braid, but Aether did his best to not think about that, Lumine always did his hair. But she wasn't here right now, hanging out somewhere with abyss heralds. Instead of spending time with her brother. Was he even important to her anymore, Aether wondered if he would ever get to know. He wore his earring, and his boots which almost seemed to connect to his pants.

He wasn't home. Neither was she. He longed for her company. She was the only company he couldn't get. Aether wanted his sister and she wasn't here. It hurt, hurt more than anytime the two had ever fought. Aether would trade almost anything to hear his sister speak to him again. Even if it was just a thousand I hate yous. He would give anything, he wanted his sister.

Aether heard footsteps and then a voice, an all too familiar voice; "But she wouldn't say that, I swear Aether, you have such a readable expression," She teased, as he looked up from the quartz. She was here. His sister. Lumine