08-30-2012, 06:54 PM
wc: 328
The daughter of Orin & Mars had been busy entertaining herself with daydreams of the siblings that once existed in a time before speech would allow her communicate with them. There had been times she brought them up to their mother, but it usually went unanswered and only ended in tears for them both; Orin with sadness and Svetlana because she felt as if she'd hurt her mothers feelings. The two beings started to feel as if they were nothing more than a figment of her imagination, a mirage that she had begun to wonder if she had created herself to cure the loneliness of being an only puppy. No..that couldn't be right either. It wouldn't explain what had happened with the other, both dark and light at the same time, the one that Orin referred to as her father. She rested her head on her paws as she continued to think.
He seemed caring enough, at least since he had done what she had witnessed. She laid on her pillow next to Orins bed, in she & Mars' bedroom, her little mind piecing together what had happened several weeks ago but what had still remained unspoken about before her mothers voice broke the silence. Svets head popped up from her paws, her head tilting to the side before she picked herself up from the cottony pillow.
Had it been Krystalle she had heard? No, it had a different tone. A loving tone, one that she recognized only in her own mother. The puppy picked her pace up as she crossed the doors threshold, spotting the familiar silhouette of Orin near the entrance of the house. Svet grinned widely as she barreled clumsily down the hall in her still somewhat unstable puppy gait. "Mama!", she chirped, meeting her mother with an affectionate bump of the head against hers. The puppy's heart couldn't be any happier at the sight of Orin, she longed for her when she wasn't around.
The daughter of Orin & Mars had been busy entertaining herself with daydreams of the siblings that once existed in a time before speech would allow her communicate with them. There had been times she brought them up to their mother, but it usually went unanswered and only ended in tears for them both; Orin with sadness and Svetlana because she felt as if she'd hurt her mothers feelings. The two beings started to feel as if they were nothing more than a figment of her imagination, a mirage that she had begun to wonder if she had created herself to cure the loneliness of being an only puppy. No..that couldn't be right either. It wouldn't explain what had happened with the other, both dark and light at the same time, the one that Orin referred to as her father. She rested her head on her paws as she continued to think.
He seemed caring enough, at least since he had done what she had witnessed. She laid on her pillow next to Orins bed, in she & Mars' bedroom, her little mind piecing together what had happened several weeks ago but what had still remained unspoken about before her mothers voice broke the silence. Svets head popped up from her paws, her head tilting to the side before she picked herself up from the cottony pillow.
Had it been Krystalle she had heard? No, it had a different tone. A loving tone, one that she recognized only in her own mother. The puppy picked her pace up as she crossed the doors threshold, spotting the familiar silhouette of Orin near the entrance of the house. Svet grinned widely as she barreled clumsily down the hall in her still somewhat unstable puppy gait. "Mama!", she chirped, meeting her mother with an affectionate bump of the head against hers. The puppy's heart couldn't be any happier at the sight of Orin, she longed for her when she wasn't around.