Hunter loved his sister pale skin. It made her all the more lovely, with her bright red hair, and it was something that the two of them shared. People had often said they saw the family resemblance, but Hunter had never believed he looked much like Fawn. Still, as much as he loved her pale skin, the idea that she might sit out under the sun, wearing as little as she could get away with...
Oh gods. Hunter was immediately glad that he had the full moon to think of, because it was the one thing guaranteed to get his mind off of, well, where it was.
"I... You know, I'm honestly thinking about it."
It was a drastic change in tone from the previous times she had begged him to speak to someone. Hunter had been giving it more and more thought, each moon he was trapped within the house.
"We haven't heard anything from..."
Hunter looked around, perking up his hearing to ensure they were alone.
"From father, or from anyone else we know. Maybe I am being overly cautious."
The truth was, Hunter thought it was only a matter of time before there was a gap in their measures, and he was able to break through the door.