Daughter of Mine
07-09-2013, 09:39 AM
The small dame sat there on her haunches. Turquoise eyes brimming with small tears and her lip quivering. Odd enough, sitting ere like this made her feel like a pup again. She was small enough and had a high enough voice. But in the inside she knew she wasn't she wasn't a pup anymore.yet sitting here reminded her of when she would fall or slip and get a cut or scrape. Keki was always there to hug her and make her better. But now standing before her wasn't Keki. Ther mother was there. So what if Maka hadn't been loved before, she would be loved now right? The runt looked up at her mother as one tear made it's way down her face. She wondered what she looked like. A small shivering wolf looking up at her mother with a pained face. How this must break her mother's heart. She knew Crusade didn't like it when anyone was in a bad mood. But then again it hurt her as well because she loved the wolf. She never wanted to see anyone in pain right? Maybe this was fate right? Despite the difficult childhood and parents she had gained new ones. And a new mother as well.
But what made Maka cry the most. That she couldn't see her dead mother again. That she couldn't forgive her for what she'd done. Maka missed her surprisingly and wished she could have been loved like Keki was. But now she had someone else to love her, Crusade. And still her sister Keki loved her. And her nephews, and the rest of the family. Sure she was small and a but quiet now but that would have to change. As the curtain lay drawn it closed once more. Only to be opened again with a single small girl standing in the center. She looked around at the audience only to see no one was there. But when she looked down at the first row, her mother sat there smiling up at her. So returning the smile did she start the show.
Maka mustered a small weak smile and let out a sob as she looked at her mother who said her name. Then coming closer did she out her neck around her and said she was her Maka. The small femme pushed her face into her mother's fur on her chest and cry out her pain. The pain that had been hidden behind the curtain. Let it be free then gone. Even though a memory would still remain she knew she was loved. Her mother loved her; so Maka nuzzled her as she sat there crying. Her turquoise eyes looked up to Crusade as she pulled back a bit to speak.
"I love you....Mommy" she said.
Maka said mommy because she had never been able to say that. She had always wanted to say that to her biological mother but she knew it wouldn't mean anything. But now it did, this was her mother, her mama, her mommy. The one that loved her back and cared for her as well. The one that loved her as much as she loved her sister. She then pushed her face back I to her mother's fur as she let out whines of happiness as her tail wagged. She cried still but tears of happiness and joy. Maka closed her eyes as she sat tere with her face pushed into Crusade.
She even felt like hopping around. Maybe the old Maka was slowly coming back; and the monster that had its shell over her was fading away.
The show ended as the girl ran to her mother. She was swept up in her arms as she giggled with joy. The curtains closed and the two walked out of the place with smiles on their faces. The girl was in her mother's arms as they exited the place. And her head lay on her shoulder. Her mother, her crutch in life.
But what made Maka cry the most. That she couldn't see her dead mother again. That she couldn't forgive her for what she'd done. Maka missed her surprisingly and wished she could have been loved like Keki was. But now she had someone else to love her, Crusade. And still her sister Keki loved her. And her nephews, and the rest of the family. Sure she was small and a but quiet now but that would have to change. As the curtain lay drawn it closed once more. Only to be opened again with a single small girl standing in the center. She looked around at the audience only to see no one was there. But when she looked down at the first row, her mother sat there smiling up at her. So returning the smile did she start the show.
Maka mustered a small weak smile and let out a sob as she looked at her mother who said her name. Then coming closer did she out her neck around her and said she was her Maka. The small femme pushed her face into her mother's fur on her chest and cry out her pain. The pain that had been hidden behind the curtain. Let it be free then gone. Even though a memory would still remain she knew she was loved. Her mother loved her; so Maka nuzzled her as she sat there crying. Her turquoise eyes looked up to Crusade as she pulled back a bit to speak.
"I love you....Mommy" she said.
Maka said mommy because she had never been able to say that. She had always wanted to say that to her biological mother but she knew it wouldn't mean anything. But now it did, this was her mother, her mama, her mommy. The one that loved her back and cared for her as well. The one that loved her as much as she loved her sister. She then pushed her face back I to her mother's fur as she let out whines of happiness as her tail wagged. She cried still but tears of happiness and joy. Maka closed her eyes as she sat tere with her face pushed into Crusade.
She even felt like hopping around. Maybe the old Maka was slowly coming back; and the monster that had its shell over her was fading away.
The show ended as the girl ran to her mother. She was swept up in her arms as she giggled with joy. The curtains closed and the two walked out of the place with smiles on their faces. The girl was in her mother's arms as they exited the place. And her head lay on her shoulder. Her mother, her crutch in life.