A Warm Hug is Still a Warm Hug
12-31-2013, 10:32 AM
His tiny paws would carry him from the place where his mother had only shown him days ago, her special place in the Kingdom. She hadn't been there though. He hadn't seen her all day and he had been determined to find her, but she had not been where he looked. He felt so downtrodden and because the evening was settling in he felt himself becoming scared. Elias had become slightly turned around, and now he wasn't even sure where the barn was. With a whimper he felt his haunches slide to the cold ground. It was hard to be warm when there was no one else there to keep the heat in. He was so sorry for not bringing one of his siblings with him, he had been selfish, wanting to find his mother all on his own. He should have been smart and just waited like he did every day, but he so wanted to show her how big he was getting. He would let himself fall into a laying position, his cries filling the air softly at first, but they would become rather distressed the longer he was alone. He was just so scared. Speech, |