Carried away by a moon shadow
09-19-2013, 10:04 AM
Ocena was enjoying getting to spend a little one on one time with her daughter, who looked so much like her father. "Some turtles can't turn themselves over. Just like you can't hop on two paws. Their bodies just don't work that way." Wolves were made to walk on four paws, and turtles were not designed to be able to right themselves. It was the way of the land. To Ocena, it was that simple. She had long ago learned to accept things that she couldn't change. It was part of that acceptance that had helped her get over her fierce insecurity about her partial blindness. There was no point in obsessing over things that could not be changed. Ocena was proud, however, to see her brave daughter scoop the turtle up and gently carry it towards the water. The creature would appreciate it, one day, if it got past the predators that lurked in the water. Could turtles comprehend gratefulness? Ocena was confident that they could. They might not speak in a language that Ocena understood, but she knew that many things understood more than they seemed. A language barrier did not mean that the creature was stupid. Ocena simply nodded at Oracle's question, moving swiftly to scoop up a single turtle in her jaws, her touch as gentle as could be when she carried the tiny creature towards the water, shielding it from the wrath of the predators on the beach. She placed it gently in the water then, sneezing loudly as she retreated from the shores. "Be careful with them, Oracle." She counseled as she as moved towards another baby turtle, "Their shells are very soft and it won't do them any good to get to the water if they're already hurt." She hesitated then, unsure if she wanted to continue. But if she didn't, then Oracle might never learn the truth of the world. "And we mustn't take all of the turtles. The crabs depend upon them for food as much as you depend on deer. They need these turtles. It's part of life that some of them will become food, just like the crabs will become food for something else some day." One day, Oracle would come to understand things such as this. Perhaps that day wasn't today, but Ocena would attempt to explain it anyhow. "Speech." |
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