Six months later
"Last time, I'll ask. I swear." Kiema swallowed heavily as she moved around behind me. "You promise you're okay not getting your deer back?" Kiema asked me as flicked the fabric of my dress this way and that to get it to lay perfectly.
I waited until she looked up at me. That look of slight hesitation on her face tugged at my heart.
"I promise. I was never meant to be a deer. A shifter of any kind."
She nodded, sniffled quietly. "You ready for the rest of this then?" Kiema asked me as she adjusted the crown of flowers in my hair.
"So much more than ready. I've been waiting for this my entire life." I bit back the tears that wanted to flood my throat. Not today. I wouldn't ruin this day with tears.
She smiled as she stepped back. "You look beautiful, little sister." Tears gathered in her eyes.