Wrath

I glanced at my pitiful twin sister who was crying. Subconsciously my finger touched her lips to request her silence.

I didn't want her to speak, somehow her crying was pleasing to my ears. She looked cuter when crying.

My fingers next wiped her tears and I held her close to my chest, kneeling down I let her lie against the cave wall.

Patting her head I smelled her hair which smelled of wild strawberries and gave her a peck on the forehead before forcefully closing her beautiful amethyst eyes.

"Sleep."

I stood up and turned around to look at the dragon man who was simply standing astounded, angry at the fact that he was ignored? Nah maybe angry due to pp no more.

While looking at the dragon man, many emotions passed through me. Although I am quite apathetic, I could feel an emotion that I had thought I had forgotten.

Wrath.

All this time that I have been angry, it wasn't the extreme kind of anger but just looking at this excuse of a lizard makes my blood boil vehemently.