thorns on spirals

*Zeitgeist* · 10-30-2022, 01:23 AM

Seven children. Gods, it was as if each child past the fifth was as exhausting as three others put together. A wolf did not have enough hours in a day to tend to seven, and Zee was beginning to feel that against her best efforts, some children were not getting the same attention of the others. Vanta, Kite and Crux's disabilities did add to that, each pup requiring special care and encouragement but never did Zee mean for it to suck attention in turn from the rest. Today, she decided, was Andy's day.

At the break of dawn she snuck out from her bed, working her way to the pile of snoozing puppies and poking her young daughter's nose with her own. "Up and at 'em" She whispered with a smile, encouraging the pup to come along with her with a gesture of her head.

Andy had started to develop something that Zee's keen eyes had not missed - unmistakable tiny bumps, atop her skull. What form the horn or antler may take she could not say (after all, Briar's had become something very unique and unlike Zee's own) but either way, the girl would have questions. Questions the horned Queen Mother was prepared to answer and guide through with patience. At the end of the day perhaps if they had time, they could even work together on a craft to decorate those newly sprouted horns when they came.

She led her daughter down the carved stone staircase and toward the obselisk and it's burning fire. Already she had ensured snacks for the morning were prepared, and even some drinks that Zee had been promised were a delicacy among puppies. Some sort of milk, with coloring stirred in, heated to a comfortable temperature. She settled upon a laid out hide and let her gaze fall upon her young daughter, warmth in her eyes. "How have you been feeling lately, Andy?"

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thorns on spirals

Andy

Zeitgeist