Like children to the playground

[Ghita Marino]

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She did not know what to say. Sometimes accidents happened, and she understood that part. But a part of her wanted to put the blame on somebody. Savina had somehow made it, but their mother hadn't? Maybe if Savina had done more, then both of them would have been alive. But as soon as she thought that she felt a wash of shame come over her. She shouldn't be mad at Savina. Her and Amata had just been unlucky that day, to come across the bear without having smelled the scent. She had seen a few bears when she had been travelling wtih the nomads, and the nomads had made sure to give the bears a wide berth whenever they spotted one. Especially if it had cubs with it. "Ciò non può essere il vostro difetto, Savina. Era un incidente." She was saddened by the news...but she had not seen their mother in a very long time. She had been looking forward to meeting up with her again, but she had not experienced the death firsthand and did not respond as emotionally as Savina. Her family meant a lot to her but maybe she just was not feeling the effects of the grief just yet. She mostly just felt angry at the bear. She nudged her sisters cheek, giving her muzzle a small lick. "Sono sicuro che la madre sarebbe felice di sapere che siamo insieme ancora. Prossimo, arresti vostro gridare--dicami del vostro viaggio qui e di come questi pups sono venuto ad essere. Dicami di questo posto."

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