She rubbed her leg, her teeth gritted at the throbbing, agonising pain. She took a sip of water, trying not to let the heat get to her.
"Sorry Aria." The younger Hunter muttered with a pained voice. "I'll be ready to move soon." The latter part was a lie and she felt for certain that Aria would know it. Em often found that Aria knew what she was thinking, either that or her sister happened to be particularly good at guessing. She drank a bit more water before lying on her back staring up at the sky. She wore dark blue denim shorts with white trainers and a grey sleeveless t-shirt and sunglasses on her face. Her hair fell loose in all it's curls down her neck, moving softly in the breeze. They already had a cluster of boys hit on hair, which Aria scared off with some help from Emily and then later some girls hit on them.
The latter Em struggled to see off, finding herself filled with a few un-hunter like thoughts. Thoughts she elected to keep secret from Aria.