Senna smiled at the compliment. She hadn’t ever seen the color of her own eyes before, of course, but she was told the were the color of new growth in the springtime. Which wasn’t entirely helpful, because Senna had yet to experience her first spring… but it was something to look forward to.
One if Senna’s ears twitched upward at the mention of a nameless pup in the desert. For a fleeting moment, she thought it was perhaps one of the Eiriol Pass kids from the dispersal, but she realized after a beat that the timing would have been off. The dispersal had just happened this winter, and it sounded like Sienna had traveled the desert earlier.
“Okay, yeah! Thanks!” Senna wagged her tail at the older girl’s offer to keep her informed. That would definitely help and so too would the fact that they seemed to be, maybe, (hopefully?) friends now. Senna would no longer feel the urge to avoid the hollow, so she would now actually stand a chance at knowing what was going on within the borders.
Sienna’s advice was a pretty disheartening when Senna really thought about it—don’t get used to anything? Not the hollow, not her life here, not even Nanook? That sort of attitude was completely contrary to the way Senna was wired. She felt, deeply and passionately, for the people and things in her life… if she stayed detached from everyone and everything, maybe it would hurt less when everything changed, but was that really any way to go through life? Senna wasn’t sure she could manage it even if she tried.
“That does sound hard,” she commented with a furrowed brow, referring to Sienna’s advice to not get used to anything. “How do you do it?”
Senna smiled at her description of Adonai. That wasn’t really at all like Nanook… Nanook was a patient waiter; he would never ask you directly to tell him what was wrong, but he would wait in silence, for hours if you needed, until you finally spilled.
There was a warm glow in Senna’s eyes when Sienna invited her to share her emotions with her, girl to girl. When was the last time she’d had someone like that? Her sisters maybe, before they got so stuck up? Was that what Sienna was offering? To be like a sister? Senna scootched closer when the older girl leaned forward conspiratorially, and she giggled at the joke Sienna made about the opposite sex. “I’ve thought that before too!” she admitted through giggles.
“What about Dalus though?” Senna asked as her laughter died down. “He seems…different from other boys.” Come to think of it, where was Dalus? Senna hadn’t seen him since he dashed away from the infamous pack meeting. She wasn’t sure she had even smelled him within the borders of the hollow. Had Sienna been able to find him?
Sep 09, 2017 08:51 AM — Post #8
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