500+ Noir was only a child, nothing more nothing less. Her social antennas were far from developed at her stage of life. Her world circled solitarily around her, although she had early on learned to appreciate and at times put other people's needs ahead of her own if she had to choose. That was a rare thing for someone her age, but that was about it. She was not able to grasp the fact that they were all just like her, although different personalities. She could not see through the outer shells and find the truth that lied beyond. Attila seemed uninterested in returning her physical invitation to play, but went on with the fur. She did not notice the annoyance that glowed like an aura around the boy. All work and no play? Noir jumped around to face him, but the male had already disappeared down into the den with the fur. She cocked her head and let herself fall down on her plump bum. Why did he not want to play with her, she had believed he had been happy since he laughed. Her eyes wandered to Toefur and she gave the octopus toy a shrug because of Attila’s sudden closure and ignorance of her playful behaviour. Toefur said he did not know either. Maybe Attila was a bit tired, because her siblings (and sometimes even Noir) got rather grumpy when they had been awake for too long. That was the only explanation she could think of.
Her pale brother appeared again and lay down right in front of the entrance, his furry belly facing the sky that lived so so far up taller than the trees and birds. She got up from her sitting position and wagged her tail somewhat uncertainly while she witnessed a smile enter his face. A bright brown ear perked backwards in bad spirits. She recognized that smile, she saw it daily when Attila dealt with Claudius. She watched her pale brother get up on his feet and grab hold of her beloved Toefur. Her smile faded away together with her cheering tail. Noir was good at cheering, but his expression frightened her a little. He barked at her then ran off with Toefur. What? Noir took a few testing steps after the male, but then hesitated. She was confused, so confused. Was he playing with Toefur or did he steal him to get to her? Why would he do such a thing? Had she made him mad when he helped her? Did he not want to have a clean home? Confusion soared around in her little brain. She waddled a bit after him, but her movement was slow and filled with doubt. ”Attijah?”, the child called out. What if he had disappeared far far away and never came back?
While unable to grasp what was going on, the theft of the toy did not take full effect on the girl. No, not yet. Nevertheless, she was no longer filled up with solar light and butterflies. It had disappeared the moment his smile had been taken on. |
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