Distraction Island

Citadel shuffled a paw, his grumpiness hadn’t abated. He struggled with his emotions sometimes. He let them build up inside of him, and didn’t know where to put them. He preferred to pretend they didn’t exist at all, sometimes. But that annoyance was pressing up against him now, and it made it hard to deal with his mother just then. Perhaps it wasn’t just the last disastrous swim, or his reluctance to share this weakness with her. Perhaps the worry for Selene had been building up inside of him, as well.

“It’s a long swim, can’t we explore something else mum?” He asked instead, skirting over her question and his emotions entirely.


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