06-15-2009, 02:10 PM
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The butterfly wasn't going to wake back up? Ever? The puppy's fading smile was completely erased and her ears dipped back against her head. She didn't understand. Why had that happened? They hadn't wanted to hurt the butterfly! All they had wanted to do was to play with it and be it's friend but they had made it go to sleep forever. Her eyes became watery and she looked back at the poor little butterfly. I sowwies... The day had turned from a very nice fun day to one that wasn't nice at all. The air felt colder somehow and the small girl had to resist the urge to shiver. She didn't like this. She didn't like any of this at all.
Cambria looked over at her sister, but Amata had already rushed to their mother. She couldn't take it anymore. Big, salty, crocodile tears fell from her oceanic orbs. Her head rolled back and she let out a whimpering cry. She was so sad. She had never ever been this sad before. Not even when the mean puppy said she wasn't pretty. Wobbly legs carried her unsteadily to her mother as well. She pushed as close to their momma as possible, squishing herself in beside her sister. Sobs wracked her little body. She couldn't find her voice to say any words and even if she had they would have been distorted by her crying. Cambria just pushed her face into her mother's soft dark fur, wanting to be far away from the sad butterfly they had hurt.
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The butterfly wasn't going to wake back up? Ever? The puppy's fading smile was completely erased and her ears dipped back against her head. She didn't understand. Why had that happened? They hadn't wanted to hurt the butterfly! All they had wanted to do was to play with it and be it's friend but they had made it go to sleep forever. Her eyes became watery and she looked back at the poor little butterfly. I sowwies... The day had turned from a very nice fun day to one that wasn't nice at all. The air felt colder somehow and the small girl had to resist the urge to shiver. She didn't like this. She didn't like any of this at all.
Cambria looked over at her sister, but Amata had already rushed to their mother. She couldn't take it anymore. Big, salty, crocodile tears fell from her oceanic orbs. Her head rolled back and she let out a whimpering cry. She was so sad. She had never ever been this sad before. Not even when the mean puppy said she wasn't pretty. Wobbly legs carried her unsteadily to her mother as well. She pushed as close to their momma as possible, squishing herself in beside her sister. Sobs wracked her little body. She couldn't find her voice to say any words and even if she had they would have been distorted by her crying. Cambria just pushed her face into her mother's soft dark fur, wanting to be far away from the sad butterfly they had hurt.