Tiyra and Tirya were sisters, but they didn't look or act like it. One had their mother's sharp and business-like looks and the other, their father's smooth and elegant looks. Tirya was an unusaully smart and protective person. She could answer an question you threw at her, and she could never stand to see someone in trouble. Tiyra was overly empathetic person. Her feelings ruled her life.
This things were what ruled their hatred of each other. They always felt as though they were never really sisters, but strangers who were forced to live together. That didn't change until they were both taken to bond.
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It happened late one night when the girls were finishing up on their daily chores. This had been an extremely stressful day for both of them since they had been forced to work in such close quarters while mucking out the stables so by the end of the day, Tirya and Tiyra were at each other's throats.
"I swear, Tiyra! You are the stupidest person I have ever met!" Tirya exclaimed. "Don't even know how things work at Caer..."
"Well, I'm sorry that I don't spend all my time locked in our room studying those moldy old books like you do," Tiyra growled at her sister. "I actually have a life!"
Tirya's eyes bulged as she growled, "Tiyra, you are so immature! I have a life, and a molting good one at that! You...I don't believe you!"
