no worries, Libri![/html]
Harrow could not help but feel troubled as Eris looked back at Pandemic, and had to refrain herself from looking that the face that was gazing at someone, and settled her eyes on the moose ahead. It was more that she wasn't paying as much attention to her than what the gazes and touches actually meant. The girl was not one to be in the spotlight, but she definitely wanted to be the center of her mother's attention.
But, soon enough she got her wish, and it was her turn to glean special notice from the dark Crone. She pressed her black muzzle underneath her chin as she rubbed her cheek, and she allowed her tail to sway back and forth to show how pleased and satisfied she was with the motion. But, too quick and her mother's focus shifted to her sister. Childish sadness that swiftly disappeared as it came overcame her, and she looked over to where Eris was looking to see what stolen her attention away from her.
What she found was uninteresting. Ataxia was terribly and openly flirting with the Confidant, and for reasons that were obviously not linked to affection. If Pandemic was affected by it, he didn't show it, and Harrow, not really caring, did not give the event a second thought, and was glad when the hunt finally began. Like planned, her siblings went out ahead of sister and mother, while the coyote took to the path. She remained close to Eris' side, but gave some breadth between them; as she loped at a mild pace, she did not try as hard to hide the inevitable limp, and she accustomed to the movement, she would not be entirely surprised if she would trip on herself. But, she would attempt not to do so. After all, she wanted to impress her mother--and then she would be able to receive her praise and her attention.
| Messages In This Thread |