Calypso was the first to put what they all thought out there for all to hear.
"I am so done watching Shadow Mommy and Flame Aunty do our chores."
"Took the words out of my mouth."
Luna's voice cut from his other shoulder, all gremlin, none of the banter, every consonant sharp.
She cracked her neck. "I'm climbing out of the pits of mediocrity today. Watching the battle junkie breathe my kills away is making me physically sick in the stomach."
Nyx's voice came in quieter than the others.
"I deeply respect and love them both. But..."
Bastet finished it for her.
"...But we are grown women, not little kittens." Bastet's chin had lifted into the slow regal posture, tail moving in long deliberate sweeps behind her. "We have stayed in others' shadow long enough, Master. It is high time we grew out of all of them."
Aria had already begun to lift.
