Making amends

speech

Ravenna had been silent since they had left, keeping her tongue in check while making her displeasure obvious with pointed staring and glares. Though most of them were directed at her mother’s back so it didn’t exactly have the effect she wanted. So the cherry child would stomp after the red woman, the horrible cold of the north pushing through her pelt and chilling her to the bone which did very little to help her mood.

Finally her mother would stop before the den and turn to look at the them. Asking about if they were hungry. Ravenna finally abandoned her vow of silence.  “Where’s daddy?” She almost demanded it, staring indignantly at her mother.