Stop and Stare

Siobhan sat and counted her bugs, but Sandor wasn’t done, he still had one more turn! He scooped the two fireflies into his bag and bounced once again to squish some more for his final attempt. Siobhan mentioned her aunt training to be a fighter and he grinned, lifting his head slightly in a show of pride. “My dad was teachin’ me before he got sick.” He didn’t usually brag, but his dad said he was doing really good.

He nodded eagerly at her claim to being best friends. “Awesome!” He liked being in her presence, she was calming, she didn’t make him feel safe but it was something different. “Would…would Lirim let me stay?” He asked, hesitant. It was a dangerous question for him, he wasn’t sure he wanted to join a pack, there had to be stipulations in place…he needed more important questions answered.