well, these are big

Fern is absolutely fascinated as her eyes trace the skeletal remains of the long dead creatures. When she turns look at the smaller wolf and speak of leaving bodies to scavengers, the gray girl mentally kicks herself for bringing up such morbid things on a great day like this. Audra is a nice wolf and Fern is happy that she has the opportunity to go exploring with her. A smile appears as Puff speaks and the smaller wolf’s answer has Fern nodding sagely. Looking back to the bones, the gray girl says, “Think about it Puff. The long night was beyond our control and it took a lot of animals.” The small stoat perched atop her head makes a face, looking to Audra in an attempt to help her talk sense into the gray wolf. Puff argues, “Yeah but they were all over the place. These things all seemed to have died in one place. Did they all gather to fight something? What if something bigger and stronger than all of them came down from the sky and ate them?”

Fern wants to scoff at the crazy thought but the truth is, they don’t know what happened to these creatures. Anything is possible. Finally, Fern says, “Well, we may never what happened to them. But we can give them the respect they deserve and not let their memory fade.” The stoat cants her head to the side and asks, “But we don’t know who or what they were. How can we keep their memory from fading when it is already gone?” Looking to Audra, Fern bites the inside of her cheek, a need to keep these ancient things from being forgotten itching her mind and she tries to think of what to say. Blue eyes implore the smaller wolf to help the gray girl think of something.


"Fern" | "Puff"