Bright Lights || Wish Stones

[AUGUST]

All day, August had been aiding in the effort of cleaning up rubble and gathering piles of miscellaneous items found in the wreckage. His paws were dirtied and muddied and scratched and roughed, and expectedly so, but August wanted to do anything he could to help the members of Sunhaven. They had been good to him in the short time he had been here, so he would return the favor. Besides, it wouldn't be good if everybody had to brave the [sub]dropping[/sub] winter temperatures without a roof over their heads.

He had kicked a rock over into a pile, managing a huff and staring down at the assortment of splintered wood and broken concrete. A familiar, soft voice had piqued his attention and he craned his neck to gaze over his shoulder. Fairylights seemed to have gathered up a bunch of rocks and was now hosting some sort of activity. Naturally, the childlike mentality he possessed had brought him walking over to make a "wish stone".

Hm, what to wish for? August pursed his lips, and looked up at the older female once before taking a stone for himself as well as a pen. He could not write so well as much as he could read, but there was a simple word he knew how to spell — Mom. He wrote it in large, shaky lettes to the best of his ability. The wolf pup stared down at the smooth rock, a sigh escaping his nostrils. He only wished that she would come looking for him here soon.