Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25582638-20160610195851/@comment-5999656-20160703212013

That question caught her off guard. Not because it was pointed, or personal, or any of that, but Automne knew that it was hard to talk about any of her past without having to launch into a full-fledged explanation of what she'd been through as a child. And of course she wasn't eager to start discussing that kind of long-winded story with Casper, not yet.

"Well, my grandparents, my adoptive guardians, they never had any children. But... back in Menagerie, I lived with a lot of boys my age. I considered them my family and we depended on each other."

That much was true. But the real answer: was she alright with giving Casper privy to such a mysterious subject? What she knew was only that which had been told to her, she had no memory of such an individual. No matter how hard she tried, the only image she had of a brother were those she had imagined. And yet...

"Well, it's a long story, but basically I never knew my real parents. And some of my friends back in Menagerie, who were older than me, told me something. They said I was dropped off at their hideout by a Fox Faunus who wasn't much older than I'd been. His name was Russet. Russet was the name of my older brother. But for some reason he couldn't stay, and for some reason he never came back to see me. Maybe something happened to him, or there was some explanation for why he didn't ever come back."

Automne realized her voice was tight. She had to admit she was bitter over the absence of her brother, and because of these feelings she had chalked up Russet's absence to him having died sometime long ago.

"I hope that answers your question," she continued, but an edge had crept into her voice without her meaning to. Automne swallowed and tried again.

"Cyzarine is lucky to have you and your other siblings. All she needs to do is open up a little more so she can heal herself."