"Is that the way to greet your favorite sister?"

The voice was low and gravely, just like it always had been. However, coating the gravel was a thick layer of sugary sweetness, the kind of sweetness that was almost sickly. She'd gotten word that he tended to come this way every day at around this time, and, to her surprise, her source had actually been correct. How... interesting, seemingly as they never were.

Gossamer Alessandra, well, he would know her as just Gossamer - It was a lengthy story as to how she picked up a second part of her name, one that she was sure she would get into eventually - let her focus fall to her brother. Deep, dark indigo eyes, eyes that almost bordered on purple in their tone, glanced expectantly at him. It had been too long since they had seen each other, and she, too, had thought that maybe her brother had failed to survive. She had been under that impression all of the time she took building up her little project, and so she had never come looking for him, at least not until word had come to the North that he a feline named Mysterium really did live.

"Now, if you'd ever been taught any manners, you would say something like 'Oh, Gossamer, you are just as stunning as I remember,'" she teased, pressing her nose against her brother's cheek. If he was any other cat in the Everlasting linage, this would be a dangerous endeavor without seeing his temperment first. But, he wasn't any other cat, and Gossamer had faith that his pacifism hadn't outlived him.

"You know just how interested I am in spending any time with our father," she replied with a shake of her head. "No, no. I definitely wasn't with him. While some of us were galavanting with the ... normies," she looked around and shuddered at the place he had ended up, "others were on a mission to reassemble our birthright. I found an abandoned... what are they called? The two-leg shaman type dens. It's quite an accomodating space, and it's so easy to get cats to agree with you when you have a pretty face and sharp claws." She let out a laugh, her nose crinkling slightly. She had missed this sack of seeds, and even if their reunion was only temporary - she had affairs she would eventually have to return to take care of - it was something. A breath of fresh air.

"I had my ear out for you, though, as soon as resources were mine to spare, I prepared to find you again." Her voice was serious for just one moment as she looked at him. After all, she had needed so desperately to know that he was at least okay. "Also, before you keep looking at me like you're about to go into emergency surgery if you find one hair out of place, I'm fine. Really. We just ended up in two very different places. Although, truthfully, I wouldn't mind a shrine. Perhaps you could recite a poem over it. Ode to Gossamer Alessandra." She winked at him, before letting her gaze slip to the territory again.

"Speaking of loser, I've heard you've made quite a little name for yourself, mm?"

"Baby boy, I didn't join a cult, I started one," she purred, her chest puffing out slightly. "If and, well, when, this place crashes down around you - the clan cats are so fickle - you're more than welcome to take your spot as my right hand man," she assured him, before shrugging.

It was only then that she realized what he had said. Dark delight filled her eyes and a devilish grin spread across her lips. It was in moments like these that the flame point Siamese truly loved, sweet sweet vindication. "You're kidding," she purred, looping her tail with his. "I can only imagine the look in his eyes when you snatched it from him. What I wouldn't pay..."

Her laughter only ceased when the parrot landed on his shoulder. "I got a second name, and you got a ... parrot," she observed, tone slightly confused. "Care to... I don't know, explain that one?" she meowed, before giving the creature a good poke with her paw. Not enough to hurt him, but enough to make sure she wasn't just imagining it. "A bird... That you don't eat..." She glanced back to Mysterium. Perhaps she was the one who needed to be concerned.

"Ya know, it says a lot about the company you keep now adays if the bird is the least birdbrained of the lot," she mewed with a raised eyebrow. She had a disdain for Primal Instinct, one that seemed to be carved into her very bones. One day, once the pieces of Gossamer Alessandra finally got put together, it would make sense why. After all, it was Primal Instinct that stole the life of her mother- er, her great-great-grandmother, it was Primal Instinct that survived when ashes befell the junk yard.... Her eyes flashed for a moment as something deep within her stirred. A memory? The heat of a battle, the feeling of flesh under her claws... She shook her head violently, pulling herself out from... whatever that was. Weird, she thought to herself, before re-focusing on her brother.

"I'm surprised your... comrades feel the same," she meowed. "He almost looks tasty, and if we haven't learned manners, these cats sure haven't." She blinked. "Can it... do cool tricks? Predict the weather, chase away your enemies, anything interesting?"

"Would you look at that." There was delight in her voice as she watched the bird refer to their father. Out of all of the words that he could have used, well, dummy seemed to be one of the better ones. Of course, she had some... better options, but she didn't supppose her brother wanted to teach his new pet to be profane, did he? "So, a new trick bird, a new position, it seems like you've done well for yourself, brother," she then mused, blinking a few times. It was odd to think about how different their lives had gone the last few moons since they had been separated. "What can I say, I'm almost surprised you survived without me," she then mewed with a laugh, nudging his shoulder. "Did you pick... this place... for any reason other than easy access to a rank?"

When he spoke the words, an idea crossed her mind. A wonderful, terrible, wonderful idea. Her lips pulled into a wide smile. It isn't hard to take over a group that's collapsing on itself. Weren't most of these clans collapsing on themselves? Her paws shifted excitedly, little pats, before she nudged her brother with her head. "Have I ever told you that you're absolutely brilliant?" she purred at him, before making an excited circle around him. Her tail trailed across his side as a purr left her chest. "Why have I been starting a cult, when I could just take one over? Just for fun. Of course, my little project in the hills will still be there when taking over a group on this side of the road falls apart, but it could be fun while I try." She paused her circles, tipping her head. "And speaking of caves, isn't there a group that lives in um?"

She raised her eyebrows. "Are you -" she paused, looking a little bit offended, "-doubting me? It feels like you're doubting me right now." Her lips twitched into a frown, but the light didn't leave her eyes. Unfortunately for the whole forest, Mysterium knew his sister too well, and when she wanted something, she was going to get it. It was the old Everlastingstar blood- those kinds of cats didn't settle for anything. "Or, maybe you're not doubting me," her lips twisted again into a grin. "Maybe you're trying to start a bet? You know, dearest brother, how much I enjoy a good bet." She paused her circles, tipping her head to the side. "All leaders do ... leader things. And soon enough, I'll be doing leader things too," she meowed with a wink. "What are the stakes? If I win and take over a group, you're takin your sorry ass with me. And if I don't, what do I have to do?"

Approximately one week later

If she had a watch, she would know that it was about two in the morning. She had had a long night so far, but there was so much more to do. This was simply the first on the list of errands to run before the next morning, when she would take her spoils of war. It was also the most important, though, at least to her. There were two reasons for this. The first was that she was quite ready to rub it into her brother's face that she managed to do basically whatever she wanted whenever she wanted, and the second was because it had been a week since she'd seen her brother, and she missed him.

The pride and ego part was stronger, though, and she waltzed into Primal Instinct like she absolutely owned the place. She could do that, right, now that she was a Commander ?

"Oh Mystie ! I have news for you!" she called into the forest, as if he was going to just appear right in front of her. If she had to wait in this exact spot for three hours calling the same thing into the air, she would. Eventually, he'd hear her. She had the power of the ... the ... Deaf Hunter ? No, no that wasn't it ... Oh, come on, Gossy, what was it .... Oh, right. She had the power of the Blind Protector (and anime) on her side.