babies breath in the breeze

She tilted her head curiously as Epitaph quickly finished his previous actions and turned towards her. He was quiet as he answered her, obviously trying to keep her sister from waking up to as he told her she should be asleep still. She enjoyed talking to her uncle, he was always honest with her, especially when it came to his disabilities. Something that had captured her interest very early on. Though both the adults she shared her den with were vague about the cause of his injuries. She had to wait until she was older for that conversation.

Poem remained where she was as the older male rearranged himself to lay back down in his portion of the den. Her brilliant blue and purple eyes watched him carefully as he spread his body as comfortably as possible over the furs that marked his nest. He sighed softly and she crept closer to him.

Carefully, so she didn’t bother any of his injuries, Poem tried to arrange herself between his two front paws. She always enjoyed a good snuggle into his black fur. With a smile on her face she attempted to curl up there. He’d said she should be asleep but he didn’t dictate where she needed to be asleep.

”Why does your leg.. give you grief?” She asked again quietly, hoping this time that she might get a real explanation to his injuries. Poem didn’t hold her breath though, a day later wasn’t exactly her being older.