Freshen Up

After much hopping and splashing and dragging, the pile was all washed. Aunt Ash went and laid down first, so Dusk leaped onto her, playfully biting at her black and grey fur before rolling off the other side. Aunt Gwyn snatched her up and the dark child squealed with laughter, rolling about in her aunts grasp and laughing as only a child can.

Dusks snack was eaten quickly and the warm sun was making her feel a little too warm. The girl curled up against her mother's chest in what little shade she could manage and promptly fell asleep. Whether she made it back to the hallows on the cart or carried, she couldn't quite remember. She only knew later that she'd had a great day being the only child in a group of adults.

"Dusk Carpathius"