Stone Circle Wayward Surfer

For a while longer she is lone, but then a brown furred female comes, asking her why she was alone.  She wanted to answer, but she was so tired... her tongue feeling like a dead lump in her jaws, as it began to loll in a heavy, nervous pant.  Next came a darkly colored male, who just observed her, and finally another brown furred female who remained only to observe for now just as the black furred male.

Her icy blue eyes flitted anxiously between the trio, unsure of what to do, waiting for her voice to return.  She wanted Mommy, Cosmos and Carnation, but already she had come to accept that they very well could be gone forever... she would just have to adapt again like she always did.  If she got the chance.

"They g-gone.  Lost."  She whispered breathlessly, shaking with fear and cold.