Do you believe in a higher power?

Corbin listened carefully to the story, his imagination running wild as were the many questions that came up.  While he was listening close he didn’t seem able to sit still, paws twitching, body weight shifting but his eyes at least never left mom.  

“They made everything in the world?  Did they make the world or did it already exist?  If they made stuff in the world are they in the world or are they like…somewhere, else?  And, if that was a long long time ago are they still alive?  Like, can we meet them?  I want to meet them.  They could tell some really really good stories after all that time.” A second pause before adding, “You tell good stories too though!”  There was a whole lot to think on with all mom  had just shared.  A whole array of new ideas of how things work!

Nox was super black and so was Corbin.  The boy imagined this notion thoughtfully and wondered if Nox would min helping him to get really really big also then.  He didn’t sound as nice as the allmother but then again they were mated so he couldn’t be too bad right? “I want wings really really bad.  Can we go talk to her about letting me have some also?”

"Family"