Birds go flying at the speed of sound
07-08-2014, 03:01 PM
The snow cooated Father had been deep in slumber when the gentle coos of his mate would wake him. His paws would flutter against the wind in the last stages of forgotten dreams before his eyes would open and settle upon the familier form of his love. A smile would grace his lips as he watched her gently nuzzle the forms of their sleeping young. He could feel it then, the slight buzz of excitement that began in his stomach, where they old enough? Was it time to show them some of the world? He would lift himself off the soft earth of their cave and look down at the still tiny forms of their children. As it always did when he took in the sight of Twig, Faun and Coal his heart would stammer and bulge against his chest almost painfully with the astonishing love he felt for this family he had helped create. After rising he move over to his Wife's side and gently nudge her crown. Today they would show their children the world, tomorrow he would find news of the outside world. He would laugh softly and nuzzle the form of Faun, ?Come on kids? he cooed also to them ?Today we have a treat for you!? |