reading is hard

Ioan

From the view of the window along his parent's bedroom wall, Ioan noticed the fine morning mist sift through the blooming garden beneath the castle. His bright and fiery orange eyes peeked over the windowsill's ledge, wet nose pressed firmly against the cold glass, quickly fogging up the pane as he breathed out slowly. Clouds, from the east, rolled in quickly, a heavy indication that rain was indeed on its way and there would be no point attempting to go outside. Which, if anyone asked Ioan his opinion, he was totally fine with. He preferred the confines of Hearthstone compared to that of the dangers that lurked around outside's every corner. Much unlike his siblings, one would often find him lingering down the hallways or tucked away into his auntie Gwyn's library.

That library is where he headed to today. Before his parents and siblings roused from slumber, Ioan slips out from the heavy double doors and pads quietly along the cool stone toward the dusty, but bright and comfortable library where Gwyn roomed. She often didn't mind him sneaking in during the early hours - especially if he brought her her favorite tea and snacks. Unfortunately, he didn't bring that today, but promised her he would at some point later in the morning when he felt hungry enough to traverse the stairs down to the kitchen.

Instead, he heads to his favorite corner and his favorite thick, fluffy, velvet, fur lined pillow to sink into it and continue teaching himself how to read. So far, he had memorized the letters of this common tongue alphabet by looking at each one over and over again until Gwyn had told him he had it right. His next mission was to start figuring out each sound that they made and how it made up the words that he saw scribbled, written, typed, and drawn all over the old, musty pages that filled the books throughout her shelves.

It didn't take long for the pup to become overwhelmed. His eyes squinted, nose scrunching, and huffs of frustration heaved from his chest and up through his lips. Even a quiet growl could be heard every so often until he slammed the book shut and hid his face beneath his paws. Why was this so stressful!! Reading seemed so easy! Talking was easy so why couldn't reading be just as easy! Auntie Gwyn said not every wolf could read, but if he wanted to learn as much as he could, it would be the best and fastest way to do so. The determination that lined his genetics wouldn't allow him to give up. With a groan, Ioan peeks out from under his paw at the closest book, giving it a strained and disgruntled look.

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reading is hard

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Ioan