Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-31986068-20160429231407/@comment-26510374-20180427032342

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Rain loved the ring, wearing it daily. Her father had her wear it at birth though it fell off constantly back then even when the ring was squeezed as tightly as it could go. Sparrow, at birth, had received a topaz anklet from her father. It was a thick copper band with rhombus-shaped topaz pieces running all along it, as far as Rain could remember. Sparrow did not wear it on a daily basis and it was constantly concealed anyway, because she was outside all the time, and was not keen on going outside with exposed ankles in the wintertime. “Rain!” Sparrow’s voice called. “Dinner’s ready! And it’s venison!” That was enough to make Rain leap off of the rock and hurry towards the cabin. Sparrow was in the doorway, her skinny arms clutching her body, shivering at the outside’s cold. Her foot tapped the floor impatiently. Sparrow was very good at being hostile when she needed to. Rain met her dark brown eyes for a moment before pushing past her into the cabin. “Hey!” Sparrow yelped, slamming the door and hurrying after her. “You made my elbow bump against the doorway and it hurts!” Rain chose to ignore her sister. The cabin had a very warm atmosphere; Rain could smell dinner from the coatroom. She quickly took off her boots, hung up her coat, and hurried into the dining room to eat. There was a plate of venison steak in the center of the table, as well as a bowl of raw, sliced vegetables. Brendan was busy setting down a plate of corned venison heart. He seemed to be somewhat young-looking for an adult, though Rain had never asked his age, had no facial hair, and had given Sparrow the unofficial facial trait of “constantly looking mildly threatening, even though the initial look is only partially true.”