Mumma make it right

Mortis · 02-17-2020, 04:29 PM

He had a great deal of fun playing with Asla, but eventually it ended, and he found himself returning the scene of the murder. He looked sadly at the little baby bird, wrinkling his nose because the creature was already starting to smell.

He picked it up gently in his mouth, ignoring the aroma, and turning he made his way back towards the den, looking for his mother. Asla had told him he could not fix it, and he believed her, but he needed to understand where he had gone wrong, and how this had happened. He needed to know, so he didn’t do it again. He had only meant to play with the creature, not take its life. Who was he to think its life had ever been his to take?

He arrived at the den, dead bird in mouth, and found his mother at the entrance. He dropped the bird at her feet, looking up at her with big, sad eyes. “Mumma, I killed a bird” his voice was an apology and regret.

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Mumma make it right

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