59 Winter, 513AV
Neisidi Kabre's Home
Neisidi Smacked Viridae on the back of the head with a large brush made of bone before running it slowly through his thick silver hair, all the while Seivis was trying to resist the urge to burst out laughing.
"Stop moving Bitta, or the next blow will knock you cold. Then you won't be able to move."
"Sorry Mabdadi," He said as he shut one eye to resist his aunt's painful jerking.
"Just be still Viri, you Dra Bitta. We wouldn't even be doing this if you took better care of it." Seivis furrowed her brow and gave him a cross look.
"I DO take care of it, it just gets dry! But I wouldn't expect either of you to know what Syna's light does to hair." He sneered triumphantly as Seivis blushed. The two women had gone outside of their web's profession and as a result, spent a lot more time beneath the surface than anyone else in their family.
"Hush Bitta," Neisidi said as she struck the back of his head with the brush again. Viridae made a face, obviously skulking.