Wisps in the air

indentDamien looked with concern as his sister failed to walk by herself. What had he done. He felt like a terrible big brother. But lickily, they had mommy, and Potema had been fast ti think about looking for adult help. She would know what to do. She would fix it, she always did.

indent"Wait Pooma, Damien go mommy paw." he comunicated his sister, and with a hop he set foot to go for mommy, he knew his way back to the den, but then he remembered Pooma would have to stay alone while he went for mommy. What to do. He halted to a stop, almost losing his balance in the process, and then he looked back at his sister. "No go?" he asked, concerned. He would have to do something else. He'd seen the older guys do that thing that magically made others appear after a short while. He'd need to try. "Hool, Pooma?" the dark pup suggested, he had never done this thing. He tilted his head back and his muzzle made a O shape, but for as hard as he tried, he only got a high pitched squeak the would never make it all the way to the den. He looked back at his sister, ears flat on his head. What were they going to do?