A breeze stirs my black and neon-green tresses, bringing with it a familiar scent and, though my expression doesn’t alter, the happiness and nostalgia this scent of blackberry and cedarwood brings me is undeniable. Sister! My tiger spirit exclaims. She’s generally as apathetic in nature as I, however, my older sister, K’Juanxie—or Kwani, as I call her—always brings out my inner extrovert.