I will scream with the howling wind
She looked at her sister for any sign of the stress and sadness she had shown during the night, but she just thought Rhythm looked tired and embarrassed, and had no wish to push her sister. There was few things in the world that meant as much to her as her sister, and even then her sister was the one that had been beside her for everything, somehow Rhythm had always had the answers for her when she needed them and Motif wished desperately that she could in turn do the same for her sister, but Motif was a fighter, not a talker, so she smiled encouragingly at her sister and nodded her head. “See you soon, Rhythm” she said, putting as much love into those few words as she could before lowering her head to her paws again, knowing nothing else she could say or do for her sister but to give her time and let her do things her own way. |
