Phoenix Maplewood Realization of Old Friends

Spring wagged her tail. “Nice to see you agin Laika.”  She paused.  “But may I ask, how did you get here?  No offense, but I thought you died when we were separated and I fell...”  Spring trailed off.  “How did you get off the mountain?  Before I feel off I saw a flash of white fur, whatever it was it had been following us.  I thought it was going to kill you.”  She whined.  “What happened?”  Spring felt curiosity course through her, but she also felt regret.  Regret that for so long Laika had assumed her dead.  She felt regret that she could not have sent a sign that she had been okay.