in your reflection

Poem smiled as her sister devoured the meal she’d provided for her, she hadn’t quite found her way back to her healthy weight. Her sibling was determined though, and she pledged by winter she would have a thick layer of insulation for the cold season. As Mo began to finish Poem stepped up to take her fill of the last pickings. She cracked and ate a couple of bones and picked the rest of the flesh Motif left her. She licked her lips as she finished and looked back up to her sister as she stretched languidly.

”I would. I always enjoy a walk with you.” She tried to smile as Motif moved to the entrance of the den. It wasn’t hard for Poem to pick up on what she was thinking. What they were always thinking. Without hesitation Poem moved closer to Motif and huddled close, feeling the loss as keenly now as she had the day it happened. She just hid it, for Mo’s sake. She had to be strong for her sister. Still, she wasn’t immune to the pain and it was all too easy to bring it to the surface, as could be seen in the misty look her eyes took on.

”What would you like to do?” She asked softly as she nuzzled into her sister’s scruff. To give comfort as much as she needed it herself.