Playing in the mud was something that this Ember had yet to experience and, quite honestly, she wasn't entirely sure just what mud was. Whatever the case, though, she was certain that whenever she came across much she would be sure to play in it. It most certainly had to be fun if the other Ember had liked to do it. Maybe, just maybe, it would be fun enough to share with her siblings, like a giant game of playing in the mud. That thought brought to mind another question, one that she wished to ask but kept silent for the time. Her father spoke then and she again nodded her head, smiling some at the fact that they looked almost alike. "D'she haf broffers and sissers?" Ember didn't think it was possible to be alone if one had brothers and sister. It always seemed that there was one there, lurking in the shadows, waiting for a chance to pounce or cuddle. That was the great thing about them, there was almost always someone around if she were lonely or cold or anything of that sort. The older ones were always there to help or teach, and it all seemed to work out wonderfully in the end. If the old Ember had brothers and sister then she would like to meet them. Wouldn't they be here though? It made good enoug sense to her. If Ember was here then the rest of her family had to be here. |