Bless the morning

*Dhiren* · 05-04-2014, 03:28 AM

Dhiren watched the merriment dance in his aunt's eyes and he couldn't help but want to mirror them. Ever since Song had given birth to his new set of brothers and sisters, he was slowly regaining the sweet part of his soul. It had gone on vacation and reappeared when he least expected to see the darn thing. Now, as he tapped his tail gently at the sand beneath him, he couldn't help but want to meet his dear grandparents. Oh, the stories they must have! He was more than eager to wake them up and start visiting!
Alas, Novella broke his bubble of thoughts and said to wait after they woke up. Dhiren couldn't help but gently whimper at such delights being taken from his grasp, but what could he do? Patience was a virtue and he felt cursed when he didn't have it all the time. This was one of those cursed times, but he didn't voice his impatience to the subject. "I don't mean to sound like a wet blanket, but must I really?" His eyes twinkled with a soft, teasing sparkle as he continued by sighing and lowering himself to the ground. "When I get older, I want to be able to wake up and not worry about being sleepy at any time of the day." Even though he knew better, Dhiren playfully acted na?ve.
His tail thumped against the ground as he hoped his Aunt Novella would join him against the warm sand. Black fur greatly stood out against the tannish-beige color of the mineral beneath his lanky frame. "Grandma Novel and Grandpa Dutiron, huh? I bet my brother and sister are ecstatic about having family names." He gently chuckled and looked over to his aunt. "Just like the white coat and gold-blue eye sets, they are complete contrasts to what I have been given through genetics." A hint of fake jealousy slipped into his words. "How come all I have from Mama's side is her frame? I have almost everything that belongs to Dad, except for how I am built."

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