Stone Circle oy

Where was her mother? the words struck a cord, and her gaze misted over a moment. " 'urt bad. gone." She said, wilting. where was her mother? where was gone? these thoughts overwhelmed her, and had wolves the ability to cry she would have been a blubbering mess. yet as her species lacked this ability, she instead looked very much like a kicked puppy, eyes huge and maw set in a frown.

suddenly she wanted her father figure, though she did not know him as such. the word father, the concept, was not in her vocabulary, having lacked one so long. [B]"Wanna go Steady! Steady!" she wailed, plopping herself down on the earth in a dramatic display as she sniffed.