Make the Best With What You're Given
04-24-2016, 08:37 PM
Esarosa focused on the tall, gray and white mother as the woman also came to the realization that they'd met briefly before. As she spoke her name and mentioned the beach, it fully dawned on her as well. No wonder she remembered whales and the ocean! "That's right, Avalon, you were telling me about the whales the time we met!" she said as the memory returned to her, "It seems like that was forever ago." Indeed, much time must have passed. She didn't remember if Avalon had even been pregnant when they'd met, but here she was with her yearling son, showing him the ropes. Esa shook her head when Avalon asked if she wanted them to leave. No, the company was good for her heavy heart, and she felt her spirits lifting slightly. Now her attention quickly flashed back to the boy as he spoke. She smiled as he complimented her on her name. How charming for a young boy. "Thanks Dragon," she said with a wave of her tail, quieting as he chattered on with youthful enthusiasm. She chuckled slightly when he said he hated the sand. "As long as you keep your coat dry, the sand comes out pretty easy," she told him with a shrug, "I kinda like the sand, the way it moves easily under paw." Then he would ask her why she was here. "Don't you have a pack or something?" Her gut clenched, her stance drooping again as she looked away from Dragon and looked to the trees. "I did have a pack..." she murmured in a quiet, wistful tone, "But everyone's gone now, so I'm alone again." Her emerald gaze glanced back to the boy, then to Avalon. She wasn't offended by Dragon's questions, but the sadness had returned as she thought about the disbanded pack that had left her homeless. |
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