03-10-2019, 08:52 PM
It was never a good sign when a child was out wandering on their own.
Well, in Florence's mind, she wasn't alone. She had her doll, which was currently riding on her back as usual, bobbing with each step the young feline took. It's glass eyes stared ahead, unseeing. Obviously this wasn't much of a companion, but she didn't know any better, despite being six months already. Despite it all, she still had a childish outlook of the world, a rosy tint that kept her naive to what the world truly was.
The jingling of bells accompanied her arrival at the border. She probably would have kept on walking if it weren't for her mother's voice telling her to stop and wait here, instead sitting down as she was told. She didn't know why, or what she was waiting for, but her mother always knew best. Catching the doll before it slid off her back, she held it gently in her paws, making sure not to allow any of the mud that covered the ground to taint it.
She didn't like this place very much, her nose wrinkling at the smells in the air. The ground was yucky, too, but she wanted to be good and do as her mom told her. She was reassuring her now, whispering that this would be a good place to stay. Florence had never doubted her before, and she could only hope she was right.
Well, in Florence's mind, she wasn't alone. She had her doll, which was currently riding on her back as usual, bobbing with each step the young feline took. It's glass eyes stared ahead, unseeing. Obviously this wasn't much of a companion, but she didn't know any better, despite being six months already. Despite it all, she still had a childish outlook of the world, a rosy tint that kept her naive to what the world truly was.
The jingling of bells accompanied her arrival at the border. She probably would have kept on walking if it weren't for her mother's voice telling her to stop and wait here, instead sitting down as she was told. She didn't know why, or what she was waiting for, but her mother always knew best. Catching the doll before it slid off her back, she held it gently in her paws, making sure not to allow any of the mud that covered the ground to taint it.
She didn't like this place very much, her nose wrinkling at the smells in the air. The ground was yucky, too, but she wanted to be good and do as her mom told her. She was reassuring her now, whispering that this would be a good place to stay. Florence had never doubted her before, and she could only hope she was right.