The Beauty I Cannot See
07-17-2014, 10:55 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-17-2014, 10:56 PM by Sarka.)
The runt of the litter wasn't one to explore very often. Her family knew that, and she had not spoken one word since birth making her a mute in their eyes. While her brother had been the runt he had grown fast, sarka was going nowhere with her body and height. Still just a tiny fluff ball, she was scared to do most things. Content on her own tending to the sunflower near the den. But no the tiny girl had followed her brother azael out of the den, she was worried for him just like she did with the rest of the family. She also craved for his company, after all sarka depended on her brothers and her mother for nearly everything. Sarka felt horrible for that, but her body just wouldn't do what she told it sometimes. Her brother spoke near the body of water, before so sarka had been thinking about the ways he could drown bristling her fur with fear. After though she would remind herself, she too missed dad. But was too shy to admit it. Sarka let a whine escaped her small jaws stepping forward next to her brother trying to get close to him, but avoided fur contact even if she longed for it. ?I miss dad too azael.? she mused. Her voice was almost hard to catch very soft and clear. It was her voice though, would her brother be mad at her? She had tried to do as she was told. She just wanted everyone to be happy. ?I speak? |