Stone Circle It hurt you

He was fine—but she couldn’t imagine how that was! Not without her mother! It was the two of them Lemmikki remembered together best, a vision of sweetness and love. She had been sad to see them go, but at least they had each other… like she had her sister (once). But her sister…

It didn’t help to think about things that made her sad. Like that she wished they were closer. That she wished she could be close to anyone. 

Lemmikki let her mother look at her, a little shy. She couldn’t bear to look at her own reflection lest she saw a face looking back at her she might never see again. Maybe that was part of the reason she so often kept to herself—no one to tell her “you look so much like your mother” or “you have your fathers eyes”… things like that. 

Things she couldn’t even remember herself. So as she looked into her mothers face, it was with the intent to memorize everything there—the unique markings, the way her gaze was soft and warm as she looked at her despite the cool color. Her own tail windmilled behind her; she would not hold onto anything but for the happiness that she was with her. No, don’t be sorry—you are here now. And maybe daddy will come, she said, I don’t remember you without him, or him without you, the words not meant to hurt but to comfort. To evoke hope that Ikki held onto. 

What did you see on your adventures? Are you here to stay? a question for there, and a question for here. Both she wanted to know. [/i]