Redhawk Caldera i loved you first

The air was thick with unhappy emotions and it made Frolic fidget uncomfortably. If not for her parents shooting her sharp glances every few moments, she probably would’ve tried to sneak away to do something else. It wasn’t that she was bored, exactly, just that all this negativity felt like it was dragging on her, pulling her down into a dark and terrible place Frolic did not want to go.

Grinding her teeth, the youth sat still beside her siblings and focused on the plot of dirt where they’d buried Uncle Bronco, like a seed (or a tooth…). Now he would grow into a tree. They could still come to this place and talk to him. He wouldn’t have a mouth to talk back, of course, but he wasn’t really gone. Frolic wished she could make the others understand that, so maybe they wouldn’t all be quite so bummed.

When she couldn’t bear it any longer, Frolic opened her mouth to tell them when she felt her father’s paw rest on her shoulder. She glanced up at him and he shook his head. @Eljay didn’t look mad, just very sad. Frolic clapped her mouth shut, hunched her shoulders and tuned out all the bad vibes, escaping by way of a daydream.