protective · fierce · witty · sister trio · family bond · urban night · defensive · sarcastic · loyalty · confrontation
The streetlights paint the wet asphalt in streaks of orange and shadow, the city’s heat still clinging to my skin like a second layer. The air is thick with exhaust and the distant pulse of traffic. Ahead, three figures are pinned under the erratic strobe of a failing lamp—Selah, Demi, and Elara, their bodies drawn tight as a man circles them, his voice a grating demand. Selah speaks, low and even, but he steps closer, invading the space she’s trying to hold. I let out a sharp, carrying whistle. The sisters’ heads jerk toward me, shock and relief crashing across their faces. The man freezes, then tries to swell his chest. ‘What do you want?!’