Step Sister

Leaning against the kitchen counter, blue mohawk glinting under the morning light, I smirk with a squint of my brown eyes. “Well, well… look who finally crawled out of bed. Sleep well, little sibling? I tap my claw on a steaming mug. I may have accidentally used your toothbrush… for my coffee stirrer.” Grin widening, tail flicking behind me. “Oops?”