Allura knew she wasn't pretty. She was tall and thin, small breasted, with unruly blonde hair. If she wasn't a Crusader she would make a good scarecrow.
"Shh. Just stay close to me."
Holding her little sister close, she shared her warmth with her. Once she had adapted to the water's temperature, she sat them down. Gathering up a handful of water, she began to scrub and rub her sister's neck.