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"We've been walking forever!" The child whined. "Where are we going anyways? Are we there yet? Are we getting there soon?"
A larger brown tabby would nudge her forward, her tail slumped, and an exhausted look would be on her face. "Soon, child."
That's all she ever called the kid, her fur stricken and striped with oranges and reds, browns and beiges, and white. But she didn't question it. "You said soon yesterday!"
"There's cats here, they'll take care of us." she seemed confident in her answer. But the girl was aware of the sadness creeping in her eyes. She puckered her lips out, looking up at her mother before continuing anyways.
"Good! then we can eat right? Do you think they'll have good food, because berries are gross!" The mother didn't respond and the walk seemed longer with silence in the air. She knew it was entertaining to talk instead, so she made sure to fill the void with words, even if her mom wasn't talking to her in return.
She wondered what the birds were saying, wondered about the cats her mother spoke of, and barely seemed to take a breath before continuing to the next statements.
As they approached a forest, she seemed to get even more giddy. She had remembered her mother said they were looking for a forest, and now here they were!
She looked up at her mother, who seemed to be crying, but would wipe it away and smile down on the girl. "We're here." She confirmed the girls thoughts, and the kitten would tilt her head.
"Why you crying mama? You always told me not to cry and everything's gonna be alright! Everything is gonna be great now! You won't be so sick, and they'll help!"
She didn't respond, deciding instead to distract the kitten. "Let's play a game," she said, casting a sad smile. "You count to a hundred. I'm going to hide, and you'll find me further in the forest. We're looking and waiting for Thunder Cats. So until then, well play. "
"Ooh! Okay!" She ran to a tree and placed her paws over green optics, before she heard her mother enforce the no peeking rule, and her voice broke just a bit. But the child didn't notice. She began counting, which took forever.
A long time. Too long. And when she began searching, she realized just how hard it was gonna be to find her. But she began walking into the forest. Under bushes, Behind trees, the child would insistently look for her mother. Singing songs, skipping down a makeshift weird trail.
The sun was high at this point. And the heat was really making her thirsty. A strong oder made her lips curl. "Eewwww," she yelled. "Mommaaaa, that's gross smelling! Can you hear me?" There was no response. "I don't wanna play this game anymore! It's dumb."
But she would keep walking past it, eyes flicking around for her mother's chocolate form. She really hated this game at this point. "MAAAAA, IM THIRSTTYY! You win! Where are you?" she called again, slumping her hind down, and taking a breather. Shell show up soon. Or these Thunder cats.
A larger brown tabby would nudge her forward, her tail slumped, and an exhausted look would be on her face. "Soon, child."
That's all she ever called the kid, her fur stricken and striped with oranges and reds, browns and beiges, and white. But she didn't question it. "You said soon yesterday!"
"There's cats here, they'll take care of us." she seemed confident in her answer. But the girl was aware of the sadness creeping in her eyes. She puckered her lips out, looking up at her mother before continuing anyways.
"Good! then we can eat right? Do you think they'll have good food, because berries are gross!" The mother didn't respond and the walk seemed longer with silence in the air. She knew it was entertaining to talk instead, so she made sure to fill the void with words, even if her mom wasn't talking to her in return.
She wondered what the birds were saying, wondered about the cats her mother spoke of, and barely seemed to take a breath before continuing to the next statements.
As they approached a forest, she seemed to get even more giddy. She had remembered her mother said they were looking for a forest, and now here they were!
She looked up at her mother, who seemed to be crying, but would wipe it away and smile down on the girl. "We're here." She confirmed the girls thoughts, and the kitten would tilt her head.
"Why you crying mama? You always told me not to cry and everything's gonna be alright! Everything is gonna be great now! You won't be so sick, and they'll help!"
She didn't respond, deciding instead to distract the kitten. "Let's play a game," she said, casting a sad smile. "You count to a hundred. I'm going to hide, and you'll find me further in the forest. We're looking and waiting for Thunder Cats. So until then, well play. "
"Ooh! Okay!" She ran to a tree and placed her paws over green optics, before she heard her mother enforce the no peeking rule, and her voice broke just a bit. But the child didn't notice. She began counting, which took forever.
A long time. Too long. And when she began searching, she realized just how hard it was gonna be to find her. But she began walking into the forest. Under bushes, Behind trees, the child would insistently look for her mother. Singing songs, skipping down a makeshift weird trail.
The sun was high at this point. And the heat was really making her thirsty. A strong oder made her lips curl. "Eewwww," she yelled. "Mommaaaa, that's gross smelling! Can you hear me?" There was no response. "I don't wanna play this game anymore! It's dumb."
But she would keep walking past it, eyes flicking around for her mother's chocolate form. She really hated this game at this point. "MAAAAA, IM THIRSTTYY! You win! Where are you?" she called again, slumping her hind down, and taking a breather. Shell show up soon. Or these Thunder cats.
