Don't You Know
01-15-2015, 11:15 PM
It had been hard making herself stay in the ship and relax. She wanted to get out and stretch her legs, but she was still so frail from her illness. She was slowly beginning to regain her former weight, but it was still hard for her to move around for more than short periods of time. She stayed in the area that she considered their den even though there was nothing really resembling what she considered a den here. She was lounging on what had been a cot once upon a time, not quite asleep but still resting her bright blue gaze. It was absolutely silent in the ship today.... at least it was till her daughter's voice rang out and echoed off the hard walls. Her gaze blinked open, her dark ears flicking back at the sudden loudness. Zola didn't sound distressed, but she certainly was insistent. A small smile tugged at her muzzle. She had gotten to spend so little time with her children and finally she would be able to. She had gotten sick not long after they had gotten big enough to leave the den. It felt like she had already missed such a large part of their childhood. "I'm in here, Zola!" she called back, hearing her own voice echo down the hall. She laid on her stomach with her hind legs tucked against her thin frame neatly and her forepaws dangling off the edge of the cot, waiting eagerly to see if Zola would find her. |
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