Wheeling Gull Isle The Twin Thing

The happiness which brings them together does not last. They are whole, but reality is left to tear at them again. Tears fill the eyes of his brother. Pleading, grasping. Malakai lifts a paw to touch at his brother's chest to easy his racing heart yet at the same time, his lip twitching with a hidden distaste for Judah's nervous antics. His weakness. 

You are not ready. He answers first, simply, flatly. His paw slips from Judah's chest and he backs away, walking towards the opening of the den even despite any protests Judah may have. Malakai's toes were at the edge of the line, where the shadow of the den met the light outside. God is warmth and light. God made everything and its out there. He turns around to face his brother then. Like mom and dad, they give us food and drink and toys and gifts... We're God's children and the world is ours that which he made for us. One day. One day soon, he would see.