burn in the afterthought

“We had to start somewhere Theory, and what dies this winter will grow back stronger in the next” she promised her apprentice. “Well keep trying until we fix it, that’s all we can hope to do” she said, a hint of sadness in her tones, through she tried not to let it creep free.

Theory was still young, and was soon to experience her first winter that she was old enough to remember and experience. Instead of becoming excited at playing in the snow, she looked over the broken landscape, and fretted about what was to come. Shaye gently nuzzled her chin and smiled down at Theory. She was so big now! Big she wished she did have an adults worry’s on her shoulders. So much had happened to Theory, she had already experienced death in a horrible way, and felt the fear for her siblings that she might lose them during the fire. She wished she had done a better job of protecting Theory, whom she loved like one of her own. “What about the winter worries you?”