Oh No, Don't Let Me Go

Indigo could learn to like the stars, he wasn’t sure if he’d ever memorize their places or patterns. The pup could appreciate their beauty with his sister though, just like she wouldn’t memorize the plants he would one day use but could enjoy the scents of a garden. Maybe one day Indy would give his sister beautiful bouquets like their mother.

His tiny sister leaned against him and Indy relaxed into her as she seemed to grow even brighter when she spoke of the stars. Her passion was easy to see, and he could more than see himself indulging with her. If only he could offer her a bouquet of stars. They seemed like vibrant flowers in the sky from what he could tell. Catching them would be his greatest difficulty. What Asla said resonated within him, if she talked to the stars could he talk to the plants? Would they answer him?
”Do you think they’d whisper to me?” He asked softly as he accepted everything she said. He had little doubt what she said was true, maybe the stars really did talk.