When I'm Wiser And I'm Older
03-18-2014, 01:19 PM
Hestia |
The tiny girl had watched her older sister go off in search of something, so the second oldest girl narrowed her crystal blue eyes and followed her sister, knowing the danger as well as Fiamette did. White paws would move faster and faster, as the pup looked back a few times, dark gray fur bristling with the chance to earn her mother's love. But then, a thought echoed through her mind; would Fiamette hate her if she told on her to mommy? But, even after she decided not to tell Fiamette on her mother, she knew that it was too late to head back now; her punishment would be worse than Fiamette's. A few pawsteps behind her sister, Hestia glanced up and looked at the land in front of her, allowing her eyes to widen in surprise and wonder. What was this place, and why was something cold like water bubbling easily, with steam rising up from it? To the girl, with her only slightly corrupted mind, it was like a miracle. Maybe she could push something in the water later. |