Silver Creek Rocky Road

indra had not yet connected her mother's absence as permanent - to her, it was any other day in which her mother had gone to stretch her legs, secure a meal, or enjoy time outside of indra's unfavorable company. she was aware, however, that her mother seemed gone an awful long time. to her, the world was still whole -- and she had no idea that maybe, that morning may have been the last time she would see her mother.

she had been waiting near the entrance away from milo and laurel, her batlike ears oafish and strained. she grew excited as she heard the tread of another, though her pudgy face gave pause in confusion: it was not saena, it was spring. "SPRIN!" the red child announced, presently turned into a waggling bundle of wiggles in 'Sprin's' presence.