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Jazz’s praise made Amata smile. She was glad that she had been able to cheer her sister and make her a little happier, and it felt a little good that someone had recognized her efforts. The little pup wagged her tail. "I’s juss not wanted Cambi to be sad anymores." And that was the truth. "Yous didn’ has a sister?" To the puppy, who had a sister, and had met other pups with sisters, that was very strange. It was unheard of! "But thas okays," she said comfortingly. "Yous had your mamma and your dadda to loves yous!" The little girl was still naïve about the workings of the world. To her, every family was innocent and happy, and nothing could go wrong. And her mind couldn’t yet register the bigger ideas of the world. The ordeal that had brought Naniko down and that had hurt Cambi could not be understood by Amata. She knew only that her sister was suddenly sad and that she would try to make her better. Even the unfamiliar words, such as ‘Jadeshadows’, did not sink in and, at times, went unnoticed thusly.
Amata watched curiously as the large male stood and touched something that made funny clicking noises like the grasshoppers sometimes made. And then, suddenly, much to the girl’s surprise, a door appeared and opened. For a moment, she stood there with her mouth in the shape of a little ‘o’ before she ran after the large male. She felt as if she had stepped into a magical portal that would lead to a magical world.
The room was strange and empty, and yet, at the same time, it was filled with so many things that the little girl thought that her senses might over load. She tried to consider the wall where things were hanging, but she couldn’t register them. She didn’t even know what they were. And so she was dumbfounded, unable to speak for once. But Jazz seemed to understand, and he explained everything with great clarity. The little girl slowly looked up at the giant black wolf, amazed by his collection and by these ‘instruments’ themselves. "All of them make musics?" She stared at the many numerous things that were instruments, some of which had funny shapes. There were so many, and she could not believe that each one made music. But maybe, she thought, they were like the birds. But then, there were not as many birds as there were instruments, were there?
The jewels sparkled in the light, creating rainbows upon the walls. Amata gawked, staring silently as she slowly scanned the room, her small mouth open as if she might capture all those sparkles as her muzzle slowly moved along. And it seemed as if the little girl didn’t even notice the box in which the jewels resided and from which the sparkles originated. But then, Jazz was speaking and her attention was practically torn from the sparkles that glittered like the dew drops did. But unlike the dew drops, these sparkles didn’t disappear when she walked or moved against them. "Wows!" she exclaimed, her voice somehow between an awed whisper and an excited exclamation. "And you founded all of these human things?" Swiftly, Amata scurried over, her claws scraping excitedly upon the floor. Leaning up on her back legs, she placed her front paws over the edge of the box, her wide eyes looking in. It was like the treasure of the dragons in all the stories. "Yous are likes a dragon, Jazz!" She giggled happily before she paused, the large male’s words finally sinking in. "This iss what moneys looks likes?" And then she paused again. "What iss moneys?"
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Jazz’s praise made Amata smile. She was glad that she had been able to cheer her sister and make her a little happier, and it felt a little good that someone had recognized her efforts. The little pup wagged her tail. "I’s juss not wanted Cambi to be sad anymores." And that was the truth. "Yous didn’ has a sister?" To the puppy, who had a sister, and had met other pups with sisters, that was very strange. It was unheard of! "But thas okays," she said comfortingly. "Yous had your mamma and your dadda to loves yous!" The little girl was still naïve about the workings of the world. To her, every family was innocent and happy, and nothing could go wrong. And her mind couldn’t yet register the bigger ideas of the world. The ordeal that had brought Naniko down and that had hurt Cambi could not be understood by Amata. She knew only that her sister was suddenly sad and that she would try to make her better. Even the unfamiliar words, such as ‘Jadeshadows’, did not sink in and, at times, went unnoticed thusly.
Amata watched curiously as the large male stood and touched something that made funny clicking noises like the grasshoppers sometimes made. And then, suddenly, much to the girl’s surprise, a door appeared and opened. For a moment, she stood there with her mouth in the shape of a little ‘o’ before she ran after the large male. She felt as if she had stepped into a magical portal that would lead to a magical world.
The room was strange and empty, and yet, at the same time, it was filled with so many things that the little girl thought that her senses might over load. She tried to consider the wall where things were hanging, but she couldn’t register them. She didn’t even know what they were. And so she was dumbfounded, unable to speak for once. But Jazz seemed to understand, and he explained everything with great clarity. The little girl slowly looked up at the giant black wolf, amazed by his collection and by these ‘instruments’ themselves. "All of them make musics?" She stared at the many numerous things that were instruments, some of which had funny shapes. There were so many, and she could not believe that each one made music. But maybe, she thought, they were like the birds. But then, there were not as many birds as there were instruments, were there?
The jewels sparkled in the light, creating rainbows upon the walls. Amata gawked, staring silently as she slowly scanned the room, her small mouth open as if she might capture all those sparkles as her muzzle slowly moved along. And it seemed as if the little girl didn’t even notice the box in which the jewels resided and from which the sparkles originated. But then, Jazz was speaking and her attention was practically torn from the sparkles that glittered like the dew drops did. But unlike the dew drops, these sparkles didn’t disappear when she walked or moved against them. "Wows!" she exclaimed, her voice somehow between an awed whisper and an excited exclamation. "And you founded all of these human things?" Swiftly, Amata scurried over, her claws scraping excitedly upon the floor. Leaning up on her back legs, she placed her front paws over the edge of the box, her wide eyes looking in. It was like the treasure of the dragons in all the stories. "Yous are likes a dragon, Jazz!" She giggled happily before she paused, the large male’s words finally sinking in. "This iss what moneys looks likes?" And then she paused again. "What iss moneys?"