Words Come Flowing Out
Resin
07-09-2020, 02:49 PM
It is a beautiful spring day. The sun warms her fur and the cool breeze lovingly kisses her face. In it, the cold remainder of winter bites but the promise of summer dampens the sting. The grass waves its long stalks at the heavens, welcoming unseen specters and part of Meadow contemplates laying among the stalks and getting lost. All of this leads to the promise of a pleasant day and the small wolf takes comfort in this.
It had not taken her long to make her way back to the den. That is where Meadow stands now, outside the den that she shares with her sister Resin. Anxiety has her in its grip and her stomach does somersaults. All she has to do is push past the fur that acts like a door and call out to her. However, the fear that Resin will be mad has taken a firm grip of her.
As she stands on the threshold, with the prospect of seeing Resin again, the ‘what if’s’ start to parade around and around her mind. ‘What if she thinks I abandoned her?’ ‘What if she thinks I am a disgrace for running away?’ And the worst of all, ‘What if I really am a coward that left for my own selfish reasons?’ Bile rises in her throat threating to make her bring up the small amount of food she had eaten.
Swallowing hard to quell the feeling of nausea, Meadow considers her options. Either she can run or face her fears and go in. After a long pause she makes up her mind. She is done running. Puffing up her chest, raising her head high, the small wolf makes her way into the den. Stopping in the alcove, head lowering somewhat as she allows her eyes to adjust to the dimmer light, Meadow calls out softly, “Resin? Are you here? I have come home.”
Tail wags faintly at the approaching reunion. After all the fear and uncertainty, Meadow is ready to be home.
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It had not taken her long to make her way back to the den. That is where Meadow stands now, outside the den that she shares with her sister Resin. Anxiety has her in its grip and her stomach does somersaults. All she has to do is push past the fur that acts like a door and call out to her. However, the fear that Resin will be mad has taken a firm grip of her.
As she stands on the threshold, with the prospect of seeing Resin again, the ‘what if’s’ start to parade around and around her mind. ‘What if she thinks I abandoned her?’ ‘What if she thinks I am a disgrace for running away?’ And the worst of all, ‘What if I really am a coward that left for my own selfish reasons?’ Bile rises in her throat threating to make her bring up the small amount of food she had eaten.
Swallowing hard to quell the feeling of nausea, Meadow considers her options. Either she can run or face her fears and go in. After a long pause she makes up her mind. She is done running. Puffing up her chest, raising her head high, the small wolf makes her way into the den. Stopping in the alcove, head lowering somewhat as she allows her eyes to adjust to the dimmer light, Meadow calls out softly, “Resin? Are you here? I have come home.”
Tail wags faintly at the approaching reunion. After all the fear and uncertainty, Meadow is ready to be home.
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Avatar and Chibi by Half.A.Wyrm