Sorrel didn't like that their mother had been missing one little bit. It had even brought him out of the den a little more than usual in hopes that he would simply find she'd been playing a very long game of hide and seek. It wasn't one of his favourite games, especially not now though all the same he had hoped it would be true. Although he'd announced his defeat though, there was sadly still no sign of Symphony. She was far too good at the game he decided and whenever they did find her, he'd have to make her promise never to play it again.
Their father was outside at that moment in time, though his head would soon appear at the entrance. Sorrel lay awake, his mismatched eyes now gazing towards the man as he spoke and only shaking his head in response. "No. I want to wait here for mamma to return." He answered, she'd have to get bored and come back at some point and when that happened he intended to be right where she had left him.
Where had their mother gone? He would lift his head, shaking his head before setting his head back on his paws. Sorrel would answer first... And F?li?s response once on the eager side either. ?I don?t wanna go either... I?m worried about mom...? The boy would let out a little whine, looking to his father with questioning eyes. He didn?t know where she was either... Did he? If he did he didn?t show it. The boy had become less bold since the disappearance of their mother...
?She?s gonna come back... Right? She?s just playing a game or something... Or on a trip or something... But mom?s gonna be back soon... Isn?t she?? His words were not only questioning but pleading. He was worried for her. He?d lift his head, ears lowering some as he glanced at Sorrel and then their father. He didn?t know if he?d have answers but... Even some sort of encouragement was definitely needed for the child, if not all of them.
"Speech"
She laid curled up with her brothers, warm and safe but something was missing. It wasn't the same, and it hadn't been for some time. Sleep was restless for her. Often causing her to whine and wiggle around all night. She tried to find comfort between her brothers but she was sure she only made their sleep worse. The voice of her father woke her up. Bi-colored eyes flittered open slowly and she yawned with a squeak. She wanted to go back to sleep, not go on an adventure. And though normally she would have been up and bouncing around for it. With mother gone she didn't want to go out. She always knew mother was watching and with her gone she didn't feel safe out there anymore. And though daddy was there and she adored him as her hero in all her little adventures and stories, it just didn't feel right.
She listened to her brothers, head on her paws."Daddy can we sing out to her? Maybe she'll hear us and come back?" She said softly and sat up. She knew singing was mommy's favorite thing. Maybe it would work.
"Speech"
For once the children all agreed on something, they longed for their mother to return. In Sorrel's opinion it'd been far too long since she had been at his side and he wasn't liking that fact one bit. There was no sign at all and yes, like his siblings it worried him, nothing had ever stopped his mother from returning back to the den each time she left, and this absence simply wasn't right.
He had tried calling for her on his own, but perhaps as a group such a thing just might work. He had his doubts about the theory, but Sorrel still certainly hoped so for he really didn't want to go another night without the warmth of his mother at his side. Sure he had his siblings and his father still, but it just wasn't right, he needed Symphony too.
As if the mere will-power had brought her back the white form would now come limping towards them. In such a state though Sorrel remained frozen to the spot for a moment, the sight before him so unlike the pristine state he typically saw his mother in and truth be told he was scared. "Mamma?" He questioned softly and for the first time would seek his fathers comfort over hers, moving close to Gitan's side. "Papa, what's wrong with her?"
F?licien?s ears would lift slightly at his sister?s suggestion. Once voice might not be loud enough for their mother to hear them and come back... But together... Just maybe if they sang out together she would hear them. His father would agree with the suggestion and this would be enough to get the boy up, moving to go to his father?s side. If it worked... If it worked... He had to hope it did. He wanted desperately to see his mother... And he knew Cerise and especially Sorrel did as well.
As if by some miracle the mere mention of singing out to their mother had brought her to them. But F?licien would freeze, falling just behind his father as he heard the snarl. Sorrel would move to their father?s side, voicing his concern at what was wrong with their mother. F?li wondered too, but rather than seek their father for guidance in this the pup would slowly walk toward Symphony, ears lowered as a whine left him.
?Mom... Mom it?s us...? What had happened to her? She looked hurt... And the fact that she might even be in a state that could be dangerous didn?t even cross F?licien?s mind. He just wanted to go to her... To make sure she would be okay and never leave them again.
"Speech"
The ferociousness in his mother's appearance didn't seem to vanish, physically covered in blood and holding her paw in close it was rather obvious what was wrong with her but why she was acting like this the boy simply couldn't understand and he didn't like it one bit. He wanted his mother back properly, not this terrifying woman before them now.
His father's comfort wouldn't last long, F?li daringly stepping closer to their mother and Gitan swiftly rushing in to stop him before he could reach Symphony. Sorrel whimpered softly, still so confused and scared by the situation and he would lean back against the smaller form of his sister as Cerise timidly joined him, clearly just as worried by it all.
Their father ordered them to head back inside, but frozen with fear Sorrel found that his feet wouldn't move. He wanted his mother and though she wasn't right a part of him longed to help her. But first she had to stop being so scary. It was at that point, after another terrifying growl sounded that suddenly Sorrel would get his wish. Symphony would crumble to the floor in tears and her soft words were so much more like his mother that his fear would fade.
He was still a little cautious in case the monster in her returned, for her knew such growls couldn't possibly be his kindly mother's fault, all the same though, Sorrel would take a few steps forwards that longing to comfort her and be comforted far too overpowering to deny any longer. "Mamma, what's wrong?" He would ask, moving past his father and to her side, now repeating his unanswered question to her.
F?licien would glance back to his father, ears lowered. He knew that his father had called out for him, but worry for his mother brought the boy this close and he wasn?t about to simply move away. He would glance back to his mother, right before his father stepped in front of him. He would take a step back, eyes questioning as he looked up at his father. His mother... What was wrong with her? Tears started to fill his eyes. Why was his father trying to keep him from her? Was she really... dangerous? The pup couldn?t ever imagine his mother using the word.
When he had first approached his mother the snarling had stopped, expression softening. He was sure she wanted them... And even if he was a little scared he had followed his instincts that it was the right thing to do to go towards her, rather than take the obvious step and go back. But the moment his father moved in the way she became angry again, growling with such ferocity that F?licien dropped to the ground in fear, ears laying flat against his head as a whine left him. But then something seemed to register within his mother, seeing and knowing that this was not someone she needed to fight.
Then he would hear her... His real mother. He would rise shakily, looking to his mother again. She was weak... Hurting. But she wanted them... Just wanted to see them. F?licien would weave under his father?s legs, getting just a bit closer as ears lifted slightly. His face was saddened though, feeling the need to cry along with his mother as sobs shook her. He would whimper, looking at her sadly. ?Momma... what happened?? His words would escape him as Sorrel asked a familiar question, moving to stand beside his twin now. He would press lightly into Sorrel?s side, drawing comfort from his twin.
"Speech"