Trouble Is My Middle Name~

Tears. There were actual tears streaming down Dusk's dark cheeks as her mom burst onto the scene. Tears of ultimate relief. Mom would make everything okay. She would fix this. There was no doubt in the girl's mind that her mother had the power to make everything better. There was a saying, 'Mother is god in the eyes of a child' and it was very true for the soot sprite of a pup.

Ears bled a lot. Like a lot lot. Thorn was covered. Dusk was covered. The ground was covered. The girl's small paws were coated and sticky and she left prints on the unmarred grass as she stepped towards her mother. Briar asked what happened and the child whined, swallowing hard before she began to explain. "I got this thing stuck in my tail and Thorn jumped over the log and I was swinging it around and I didn't know that he was there and I hit him and his ear fell oooooff..." The child sat and sobbed loudly, guilt and regret clearly written on her tear stained face. "I killed him! It's all my fault!" Yeah, she was still young. Don't hold it against her.

As Marigold moved about, grabbing herbs and things to help, Dusk sank into a little puddle on the ground, pressing her face into the grass between her looped forelegs. She didn't want to watch her brother die. The guilt ate at her like coyotes snapping at her tail. She didn't know what to do. Thorn was going to die and it was her fault. The girl barely remembered that he'd told her to get the thing out of her tail or else she'd get hurt too, but she surely remembered as she curled her tail around herself protectively. The little razors pricked her side and she gasped, instinctively moving her tail away, but she didn't raise her face from the grass. For once, the little terror was defeated.

"Carpathius Family"