Heart made of glass, my mind of stone
Tear me to pieces, skin to bone
He assured her that she wouldn’t be a bother and lowered himself to let her up. This time she didn’t hesitate in climbing up, struggling for only a moment before he helped her up. Once she was up, she settled herself quickly, gently wrapping her front legs around him and pressing her cheek into the plush fur on the back of his neck. Despite only having just met Indigo, Cosette felt safer than she had in a very, very long time.
They began to move and Cosette watched the world pass by as he began to tell her more about the Hallows. It sounded very different from where she used to live, like a place she would like a lot more than the place she used to be.
"Your grandmother sounds nice." The idea of a pack made to help those who needed it was a new concept to her, but she liked that it seemed to be the opposite of her old pack.
She frowned slightly at his next question, not upset that he had asked, but the memories still made her sad, no matter how much she tried to ignore the melancholy feeling that settled in her chest each time she thought of it.
"My old pack flooded. My mother took my sisters and I to find a new home, but she said anyone who couldn’t keep up would be left behind." She had been the smallest of her siblings by far, and had never excelled in any physical activities they way her sisters had. Her mother had told her that she needed to work twice as hard, and she
had but it had never been enough for her to catch up to everyone else.
"They all moved a lot faster than I could. I tried to track them, but it wouldn’t stop raining, and I was never really good at that anyways..." By the time she had realized her attempt to find them was hopeless, she was far from any place that looked even vaguely familiar and she wasn’t able to circle back to try and find someone else she knew.
"Speech" || Thoughts
