06-27-2008, 04:38 PM
She laughed softly, a rich throaty sound. She loved pups, though she'd never had any herself. "Passed is when their spirits joined the afterlife, Laddie. They died...an' no, they didn't just pass. Many have been gone for many a moon."
Was she a spirit? She laughed again, kneeling down so she was more on his level. "Nay, Lad, I am no spirit. I am as real as ye, or yer mum. An' where might yer mum be? Ye shouldn't be runnin' 'round by yerself. Ye might be hurt. She reached out, stroking his soft fur. She wished she had pups of her own.
Was she a spirit? She laughed again, kneeling down so she was more on his level. "Nay, Lad, I am no spirit. I am as real as ye, or yer mum. An' where might yer mum be? Ye shouldn't be runnin' 'round by yerself. Ye might be hurt. She reached out, stroking his soft fur. She wished she had pups of her own.