All aboard the puppy train

Kyanite knew the glaring sunlight was a bother to her. Just going onto the verandah outside their home had caused her pain. She had gotten her mother to help her rig up a scrap of dark cloth that she could wrap around her eyes to keep off the worst of the sting the sun caused her.

Heading down the incline with the rest of her family, the girl leaned against her cat companion. The fluffy young cat had crept into a den of wolves late in the night and curled up beside her. Even her grumpy Warlord father hadn’t found it in him to shoo her away again. They had become fast friends, and she relied on the sure-footed creature to help guide her during daylight hours.

Reaching the bottom, and impatiently listening to her father read out their rules, she bounced on the balls of her feet. She wanted to explore, she wanted to go into the caves where it was dark and she could really explore. The moment her father said ‘have fun’ she was off like a rocket. Stumbling on unsure paws across the Col, following the weight of the cate beside her to guide her towards the cave system.

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