Sisterly Woes

With a quiet click, and with a final bow, Ash quietly shuffled into the house, leaving us both in private.

"Hey Sammy," was how my greeting to her started and ended.

We haven't had a chance to really talk since coming home, due in no small part to her refusing outsider contact from anybody that wasn't in her room currently… and seeing as how she kept the door locked all this while, therein lies the reason why.

Even now, the only greeting I received back from her were only hard grunts, and shrill whistling breathing. Though I suppose her exercising so much focus fighting literal air had some part in that…

It took an even louder grunt before she eventually came apart, staggering back on buckling feet, her arms drooping down lifeless at her side. 

Afraid she might fall, I tried to reach out to her. The keyword being 'tried'. I saw her eyes fling open, showing unbridled frustration, and I stopped.