Ankyra Sound A lost little trinket

The small ivory wolf nodded at the white woman's words offering help. She found her small tail curling around herself as the woman asked the unevitable question. Her words came out soft and somber, her small body shaking, "I can't remember...my first home s-started with an 'M'....I think." Her tiny nose scrunched in frustration, for the little wolf couldn't quite remember. She had been to so many places as a pup that she could barely remember her beginnings. Her creamy ears pinned back upon her skull as the woman went on.

Carnation's emerald eyes closed as she answered the fae's next question. "Daddy left mommy and I." She sniffed. "Mommy...mommy died." Her small body shook as a sob tore through it. Her large, sweet eyes looked back up at the two wolves. "She always smelled so sweet you know... everyone like how mommy smelled...and she was really nice.." She couldn't stop talking, pouring out her little heart to the two women, hoping they wuld understand her.