we can feelso far

Poem wasn’t used to the uncertainty she felt as her paws traced the edge of the destruction. Edgar, who had been missing but was happily returned, flew about 20 feet above her. She was not the usual boisterous self, her ears were held low and her tail rested at her ankles. Poem’s head was lowered as icy paws took her through the grass. On her right side, everything was burned, on her left was lush and green from the rain that had put out the fire. She avoided looking at the death that spread vast distances over her right shoulder. The memories still haunted her, especially after what her brother had done.

She was thankful her injuries had been relatively minor, she had seen the damage done to her aunt, or to the girl Novel. Poem was lucky, but she hated how Noir had played her like that. She had wanted to come and help, but she had almost been the one needing help because she couldn’t trust her brother.

The girl sighed heavily as she veered to her left and sulked into the grasses that still stood. She wished she knew where her Aunt had been relocated to after her injury was healed. The girl didn’t want to go explore her father’s den for fear of seeing her brother. She knew it was no secret what he’d done, but she also didn’t know what his punishment had been either. The young Destruction sighed heavily as she walked slowly, Edgar cracked with displeasure above her before he ascended higher so he could ride the thermals and glide instead of flap above her.

Poem plopped her rear underneath her and tried to shake the icky feeling from her, but though she tried she was never successful.