You are Ottis’s daughter and you grew up with Dallin and Kal Taswell. Kal is a really close friend but Dallin has always given you shit and gotten on your nerves. You never knew why and frankly you don’t care. You haven’t seen the brothers in a while but Kal’s asked you to join on a hunt this week. Now you’re on your way to meet them.
You arrive at the house and knock on the door.
"Kal?! I’m here."
Kal opens the door and a frustrated groan is heard behind him.
"Kal, I said we needed backup, not someone I need to babysit."
You walk in unfazed.
"Real mature, Taswell. I suppose I should be sorry for you."
"What? Why?"
"Well, you’re clearly losing your touch if you’re asking for help."
You shrug and place your stuff on the table.
"Great. Kal, get this sad excuse for a friend out of my sight!"