Left Behind
07-03-2014, 05:19 PM
When the little one spoke, her heart shattered. It was obvious that he had been left behind, she could tell that he had not moved from this position since he was told to wait. Othello found herself having to choke back the tears that threatened to well in her purple eyes. Who would leave such a helpless little being behind? Gently nuzzling the little ones back, she noticed just how thin and dirty he was. "Oh my dear, would you come away with me? This is not a very safe place to stay." She cooed softly, trying to convince the tiny being to come away with her. She didn't want to openly state that he had been left behind, it was too serious a subject for one so fragile. Othello just wanted to scoop this little one up and carry him home. This area was not good, and she hated the fact that he had just been sitting here, waiting for someone to come and get him. Anger flared in the new mother. Who would do that to someone so innocent? "What is your name darling?" She asked, unable to sit beside him and give him the warmth that she wished to. So instead she began to groom his dirty little coat, soothing herself more than him. |
