Seasons of Change

He finally FINALLY got to be with his mother and nothing in the world could have made him happier. He trotted along beside his mother grinning from ear to ear and occasionally brushing up against her. He wondered if maybe she had gotten over his missing sisters and they could finally move on with their lives like he had. His sisters were nothing but a pain to begin with, when they had gone missing it had almost been a blessing to the Little Lightning Bolt, he thought that once they had been gotten rid of he could finally have more time alone with his mother and Bass, but instead their absence had driven Bass out of Abaven and caused his mother to grieve. They were gone and they had still managed to ruin things for him.

He and his mother wandered through the nook, Tyranis chasing flower buds as they fell around them from the flourishing trees. His mother asked him what he thought about the trees and for a moment he had forgotten that she couldn’t experience the Nook like he could. “It’s amazing!” He piped excitedly. “There’s flowers everywhere mommy! There’s so many, everything else looks pink- Even you!” He giggled, trying to explain as best as he could how the light shining through the buds casted a rosy shade of pink on every corner of the nook and in particular off his mother’s white coat. He opened his mouth to say more but was interrupted by a heavy sneeze that all but knocked him off his feet. “My nose is itchy.” He muttered, rubbing the tip of his muzzle with his wrist.

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