a dreamer just like you
It had been a while since they had spoken to their mother. Longer yet since they had spent some quality time with her. That was a shame, and the willowy youth sought to rectify that. Clutching a hare in their jaws, which they may or may not have stolen from their sister's den when she was sleeping, they made the ascent to the old den. Dom wouldn't miss it anyways, Da was always spoiling her. Ever since she'd been hurt, he had given her more attention, and lavished her in gifts. Well, if Divo couldn't get his love, they would steal whatever facsimile they could get their grubby mitts on. Elegant limbs worked against the rocky terrain, breath shuddering through their lungs with each step. After seasons of climbing up and down this path, it was trivial. A few boulders had shifted here and there during the rampant earthquakes that had shaken the continent this season, but they didn't change the path too much. At the thought of the earthquakes, they frowned around the hare. It probably wasn't too safe for their mama to be staying up here, with such turmoil in the earth. They would consult with the spirits over this, and ask their advice. After all, the spirits saw much more than they did, and they needed to practice. Poking their slender skull into the old den, they let out a soft bark for their mother. A blurry shape of white fur lay in the back of the den, on old furs. A crease formed between their brows. It was well into the afternoon, why was she still resting? A few fearless steps carried them further into the cavernous abode. After all, they had been born here. This was as much their home as their mother's. The limp, cold body of the hare dropped onto the stone floor with a dull thud. "Mama? Are you okay?" they questioned softly, worry prominent in their sonorous lyrics.
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