11-10-2018, 02:03 AM
[div style="margin: 0 auto; border-width:0; width: 70%; text-align: justify; line-height: 1; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 10pt;"] Time and time again they had been separated, time and time again they were brought back together. It seemed just yesterday the two had been laughing and playing, her crawling up on his back as he strutted around the woods chuckling. She missed it dearly. The bittersweet memories brought tears to her eyes and pain to her heart when she reflected on them, and she would always sit craving that feeling of joy again. It seemed she would never truly be ready to live out on her own, always chasing after her brother wherever he went. She wondered if he was ever bothered by seeing her pop up everywhere.
Kiipcha never meant to act like such a child, but she just couldn't help it. Without Phan or her father around, she was alone. Alone and scared, despite what she told everyone. Sure, she'd make a few friends here and there, but none of them ever brought the same comfort family did. In fact, she never actually found herself truly trusting any of them. She never stuck around too long in the same place, wouldn't speak unless spoken to, perhaps her actions were the cause of such grief. Yet she still couldn't recognize it. After months of the same routine she wondered what the problem was with it, and always came to the same pathetic conclusion. One would assume she'd know better by now or at least have an inkling of doubt that what she was doing would fix it, but she didn't. Loneliness was always her problem and Luca was always her answer.
She wasn't sure how long she'd been walking along the railway track before coming upon the gate, but she did have a feeling it had been a little too long to be practical. Then again, that's probably what they were going for. She doubted this group really wanted too many people invading in on their land.
Wings folded neatly against her slender frame, the tiny canine trotted towards the rock walls before settling herself beside the bells on the one side. Soft crimson eyes studied the shiny objects swaying gently in the breeze, taking her time watching them swing back and forth and breathing in deeply to calm her prickling nerves. What if Luca wasn't here? What if she was waltzing right into hostile territory? Maybe they'd kill her without a second thought - or maybe they'd torture her. Kiipcha winced at the thought of the latter, subconsciously pulling her wings tighter to her sides. More deep breaths. She struggled to calm herself again.
Forcing her thoughts away from the terrible what-if's the young coyote gulped reached up to gently bat at the set of silver bells before she lost her nerve and left. If Luca was here he wouldn't let anything happen to her. Kiipcha tried to focus on that thought as she waited anxiously to be noticed.
Kiipcha never meant to act like such a child, but she just couldn't help it. Without Phan or her father around, she was alone. Alone and scared, despite what she told everyone. Sure, she'd make a few friends here and there, but none of them ever brought the same comfort family did. In fact, she never actually found herself truly trusting any of them. She never stuck around too long in the same place, wouldn't speak unless spoken to, perhaps her actions were the cause of such grief. Yet she still couldn't recognize it. After months of the same routine she wondered what the problem was with it, and always came to the same pathetic conclusion. One would assume she'd know better by now or at least have an inkling of doubt that what she was doing would fix it, but she didn't. Loneliness was always her problem and Luca was always her answer.
She wasn't sure how long she'd been walking along the railway track before coming upon the gate, but she did have a feeling it had been a little too long to be practical. Then again, that's probably what they were going for. She doubted this group really wanted too many people invading in on their land.
Wings folded neatly against her slender frame, the tiny canine trotted towards the rock walls before settling herself beside the bells on the one side. Soft crimson eyes studied the shiny objects swaying gently in the breeze, taking her time watching them swing back and forth and breathing in deeply to calm her prickling nerves. What if Luca wasn't here? What if she was waltzing right into hostile territory? Maybe they'd kill her without a second thought - or maybe they'd torture her. Kiipcha winced at the thought of the latter, subconsciously pulling her wings tighter to her sides. More deep breaths. She struggled to calm herself again.
Forcing her thoughts away from the terrible what-if's the young coyote gulped reached up to gently bat at the set of silver bells before she lost her nerve and left. If Luca was here he wouldn't let anything happen to her. Kiipcha tried to focus on that thought as she waited anxiously to be noticed.
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