growing pains

The young Ademre barely heard Lament’s polite knock before he slipped into her den. Usually her brother made her smile and forget about everything that was bothering her, but he hadn’t been as effective the last few days. She didn’t mean to be like this towards him, but Ballad couldn’t help herself. ”Grief. What have you bathed in, sister mine?” While the comment was a teasing one Ballad took it very badly.

The fire marked she wolf burst into tears as he teased her. Normally the girl would have told him something along the lines of him smelling, however her emotions were near shot. Tears streamed down her face as she buried it in her paws.

”I don’t know.” She wailed, so uncertain about everything. Another peal of thunder made her jump and she curled into herself tighter. ”Something is wrong, I think I’m dying Lament.” She told him all through her tears, sure that her days on the earth were limited.