An old moon hung against the pastel sky of dawn. The earth stirred awake, dew clinging to everything, and the world crept out from its nightly hibernation. Only the earliest risers stirred. Some mice... songbirds... and Galena. She roved through Ursus' inner circle — Tumbleview and then Rivenstone — a small bone clutched tightly in her jaw. It would make a good play-thing for the pups, she thought, with only two of them they might get tired of roughhousing each other. But, it would be a while before the nurslings would wake... and so Galena scoped out a decent spot to communicate with her sisters.
She found a small patch of moss, and collected a tiny pile of smooth rocks, abstract branches, and the brightest flowers to facture a tiny shrine. She sat before it with her head bowed, the bone besides her, and called to her Mothers.
I have found a garden where we may grow, she told them.
It is fertile. Promising. But it is violent and ugly, now.
I will tend to it. Weed it. Churn the soil.
Plant the seeds for our future.
In time, it will be another Eden for Him. Our creation.
Her amber eyes blinked as she regarded the lavender colored petals of the picked flowers. Relishing in Ursus' beauty, anew.
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Moon Theme - by Galena - June 02, 2020, 11:13 PM
RE: Moon Theme - by Revui (Ghost) - June 04, 2020, 10:14 PM