Rising Sun Valley Run up

so excited!!! ♥⌣♥

bjarna spotted her, not far from home.

she liked to imagine that may she might look like the girl if she had been born right. tall and pale. beautiful and strong. and in bjarna bloomed that familiar feeling.

embarrassment.

that quickly twisted into possessiveness — for the child had become like a stray collector. anyone who could be useful — or that she may find comfort in — was brought home. it was not such a terrible thing, was it?

her limp tail swayed behind her and despite her weird shaped body, every sign of it was as friendly as bjarna could make it. she barked (a rather doggish sound, thank you 'mom' and 'dad') to the girl a few yards away.