OOC: better later than never.X3 Sankara follows Mars to his house...and sad memmories are coming to her mind. What will happen?? X3
Sankara fell asleep during the time that she was at Sky's house. She began to dream something peaceful, about her being a pup again, playing with butterflies, and suddenly...a snowball falling on her head? She woke up at this point, almost jumping. At the beginning she was confused, but when her head cleared a bit, she heard a male (she recalled him introducing himself as Mars) walking out of the house followed by a small group of wolves. She looked around her. There where many people squeezed on a small space, so Sankara silently exited the stance, still half asleep.
There was only a word to describe the trip to the other house. Eternal. To get exposed to that cold again was hell for Sankara, who found herself completely awake in a matter of seconds. She didn't see the place where they were going until Mars stopped and opened the door. She entered the stance and suddenly realized that there was no fire! so the stance was too damn cold. She could even see her breath. But well, it was better that outside, guarded from the strong winds and the worst part of the cold. Mars motioned everybody to take a blanket and get warm. Sankara looked around her and took a random blanket, huddling on a corner, more than happy to be a bit more resguarded from the cold.
She began to drift to sleep, again the dream of her being a pup chasing butterflies. The howling wind began to sound muffled, turning into a soft lullaby, and her sight began to get blurry, because of the tiredness she supposed.
A voice awakened her some seconds later, even thought for Sankara some minutes passed. She lifted her head as Mars talked. Then she realized something, she had wet spots on her paws, where her head had been resting. She licked it and it tasted salty. Those were tears. Sankara glanced around her to see if anybody saw her, and with a fast movement, she stood up and walked towards Mars, dragging the blanket with her. She wanted to get distracted from her original thoughts. Mars was holding an instrument unknown to Sankara, and that awakened her curiosity. It sounded hollow when the male lifted it and held it in on his lap. Maybe he was going to play something, as some people called it, with the strings attached to the instrument. Yes, it had to be, he was going to play music.
Sankara stopped a few feet away from Mars and looked at the instrument laying on his lap. She hoped that he didn't noticed the still fresh teardrops on her fur. "It looks like you are going to play a song." Her voice sounded a bit trembling as she spoke again. "If that's the case, would you make us the honor?" She bowed her head a bit, trying to sound as respectful as she could. The atmosphere was too nostalgic for her, and she wanted to get the thoughts out of her mind, before they filled it and she began to seriously cry. Sankara laid on her belly, looking at the unknown instrument, waiting...
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