Different Isn't Always Bad

Onoskelis had mostly been alone, she hadn't really known what had happened to her brothers. Morax she'd spotted around a bit but she hadn't seen Zepar much in seasons. In truth, she wasn't really sure where that left her. The girl was lonely, she felt like she didn't really know who she could even turn to for when she needed help. She longed for the gentle care of her mother from her early days but since Proserpina had gotten sick she'd been mostly left to fend for herself. Still when she heard the small chuffing bark for her Ono couldn't help the feeling of her heart soaring. She turned from her play, wrestling with a curved stick that felt really nice to chew on, rushing off to her mother's side.

"Mom!" She exclaimed as she rushed towards her mother, surprised to see her out of the den. She pushed herself into her mother's legs, as she might have done when she was younger, but unlike a tiny pup she was nearly tall enough to reach the middle of her mother's chest. "How are you feeling?"

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