Frayed threads

It had happened again, her way of life shifting under her paws and refusing settle, now her family was scattered to the four winds and the girl wasn?t quite sure what to do with herself. The golden runt had done her best to keep tabs on as much of her family as possible but only her mother had really managed to stay on her radar. The young girl whined at the thought, she missed her siblings, she missed her father, she missed them being a family! Golden tail was wrapped around dainty golden paws and vibrant limes were turned down, the scents of the orchard heavy in her nose.