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Tyra climbed out of her bath, her hair freshly washed, but damp. She sighed contentedly. It was so nice to be clean again. Smiling she dried herself, and wrapped a fresh towel around her. She walked into her bedroom humming, and stopped, staring in surprise at Calaethis, still with Sylquis sat on his lap, who smiled at her, and averted his eyes. "I see you've finished washing your hair Tyra." She nodded, and walked over to get some clothes. "Would you prefer it if I left?" "No, but thank you, I'll dress behind a screen." She did so, donning a shift, grey-blue musky-pastal breeches, and a white shirt. She stepped out, and took in Calaethis's admiring look. Seating herself, she brushed her hair, whilst Calaethis rocked her younger sister, who nessled against him, and closed her eyes. "She really loves you, you know" Tyra said softly, so as not to disturb her. Calaethis nodded, "I know, shes a lovely little girl really." He stroked her hair. "I'll let her nap for a while, the jorney's tired her out. Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on her, if you want to go and do something else?" Tyra shot him a grateful smile, now finished with her hair, which was platted down to her lower back, in one long dark-brown plat. She smiled, rose and walked over to him, and kissed him on the cheek, looking at the pair of them, her eyes filled with love and affection. "Thank you Calaethis" she whispered, "You make a good older brother for her" she said with a smile. She pulled on some socks, and shoes, and left the room quietly. She decided it might be nice to talk to Skye for a while.
Calaethis looked down at the sleeping girl, and decided to wake her for supper. Some sleep would do her good. That in mind, he undressed her - down to her shift, and gave her a final cuddle, before tucking her into her bed. The girl sighed happily, leaving Calaethis to wonder about Tyra's "big brother" comment...
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