“BECAUSE MY LITTLE SISTER SHOULDNT BE TALKING TO ME AS IF SHE WERE MY DYING GRANDMOTHER!” Shortbeak screamed. Amelia fell into shocked silence as her older sister rose to her full height, wings spreading from her side. Shortbeak’s beak trembled, her eyes damp. “Because I shouldn’t be looking at my little sister slowly turning to ash… and not be able to do anything about it.”