Emberflame Ridge Broken Compass

She shook her head. "But I want to try. And I will, for you." She promised. With her mother sitting down beside her and offering kisses to her cheek, Malila instinctively leaned into the touch. The coldness of the water was taking effect, soaking into the worn skin of her pads. The ache was still there, but not as strong. Over time, Malila would discover that the more she handled rocky terrain, that her paws would toughen up as well. "I love you too. I am just glad I still have you." Her stomach clenched and she looked around, hopefully for the faintest trace of anything edible.