I will scream with the howling wind
01-27-2015, 06:01 PM
She hadn't let Motif see the despair that grabbed her during the waking hours, but now it was easy to see the emotions normally closed away for no one to see. Her mind was nowhere near the right place to realize what she was allowing her sister to see the mess she had become. Surely she would attribute it to her dream only? Rhythm would continue mumbling, her focus becoming more clear as her sister held her tighter. Another question would leave Motif's lips as Rhythm mumbled, her words difficult to form as she struggled with her breathing. Her litter mate would continue to rock her gently, as soothing kisses were placed behind her ears. She'd stutter another helpless sigh as she sank further into her sister's embrace. She would quiet and a few more moments would pass as she tried to catch her breath again, wanting to forget about her dream, but at the same time tell Motif what she had experienced. Another sob would leave her before she could catch her breath, but finally she would explain further. "Your son," she would answer, finding herself almost afraid at what Motif would say to her. She would bury herself further into Motif's plush fur, needing all the love she could get. "He didn't know, he didn't stop!" She would try not to become hysterical again as she told Motif of her nightmare. "He fell.." she'd whisper as she realized how tired she was. "Speech" |