where do i belong

The girl didn't say a word. Not even when her father came and licked the dirt from her face. Instead, she went to her now crying brother and wrapped her little arms around his neck. She pressed her cheek against the space between his ears and stayed silent. She hadn't liked seeing how despondent he was lately. Though she'd been avoiding them all, she still noticed his disposition. Placing a kiss between his ears, Asla released him, picked up her bucket and got to work.

After spreading the dirt equally within each plot, Asla made her way back outside. It had been some time and their father hadn't returned. There wasn't much room inside the little clear structure, so she hadn't thought much of it and she had been much too busy to look through the glass walls. Imagine her surprise when there was now a skin covering something tall. Curious, the girl nosed beneath the skin and instantly giggled as she realized that it was the magic looking stick. Removing her head from the skin set her fur askew, but she didn't care. The magic tube made her happy. Her father had created an opportunity for her and Indigo to spend time together again. Her looking tube and her brother's glass garden side by side.