Election Season

Aryn was scooped off her sibling and her father cautiously worried against hurting her. SHe didn't understand, and the pup's ears flattened as she looked from her dad and back to Sio. How could a hug hurt someone? Her lips pulled down in a frown towards her sister, wondering what else could be wrong with her that a little love-tackle wasn't allowed? She moved up to nuzzle Sio much more gently, aiming to press tight against her sibling to offer her support while the meeting was underway. Narcolepsy? What was that? Hopefully dad would explain later why she needed to be so careful with her beloved twin. She sat quietly and listened to the adult talk, not paying too much attentions to the ranks and rules and territory speak.