They Call Me Spitfire

What had she done wrong? When she killed the chicken because it was hurt, he said that it was a good thing. Now he was telling her that killing the rabbit because it was hurt was a bad thing. The diminutive pup was so confused. It was hard to get things right when there were so many rules and mixed messages.

Suddenly, she was snatched off of the ground. The girl yelped and curled in on herself. What was papa doing? She didn't understand this at all. Fear struck her and a whimper pulled from her throat. A moment later, he dropped her back to the ground and she landed with a thud, a grunt sounding when she landed. Curling into a ball, the girls eyes were wide with fear. This wasn't her papa. This was one of the bad wolves that her papa had told her about.

Sirius snarled his words at her but they were lost on her ears. The girl had gone temporarily catatonic. The world moved in slow motion and all she could do was freeze and wait. Just as quickly as the world had slowed, it sped up. The last thing she heard was, 'A fantasy in your head' before she turned and ran as fast as her legs would carry her back towards Armada lands.

She needed her momma. Momma would save her from the bad wolf that looked like papa. Tears streamed from her eyes as she made her escape. She never looked back towards the wolf that had hurt her. She never wanted to see him again. Something happened within the girl that day. Her lesson was learned, but it came at a price. The joy that she found in the world would lessen. She would become more serious. Less childish. And she would always hold a fear of her father within her heart.