Skill - Warrior
Life had been going well, well enough that the child knew no better. Food was available throughout the day, warmth was constant, and if she wanted attention, which she often did not, she could get it. On just another day, things seemed to be different, with more voices and hustle and bustle in general that seemed to flatten the girl's ears to her head. It was much too much.
And then she was kicked.
Siobhan couldn't help but raise her head with the sourest look on her wrinkled puppy face. It was locked onto the one in red. When the warmth of her Mama rose from the crevices of their hideaway, Siobhan did not cry. Not unlike that one, the one who screamed and screamed. IT was the same one who had kicked her, trying to flee the scene with the rest of them.
She ignored the others in their brood, extending her frumpy stumps (legs), and began to stand. It was unsteady, the girl wobbling left and right with the occasional stumble back to square one, but once she was up, there was no stopping her. She took charge and waltzed towards the squealer.
Her intent was obvious, the integrity of her actions shining true as she socked the child with her body weight, hoping to silence their outrage.
It might not be much, but it was honest work.
And then she was kicked.
Siobhan couldn't help but raise her head with the sourest look on her wrinkled puppy face. It was locked onto the one in red. When the warmth of her Mama rose from the crevices of their hideaway, Siobhan did not cry. Not unlike that one, the one who screamed and screamed. IT was the same one who had kicked her, trying to flee the scene with the rest of them.
She ignored the others in their brood, extending her frumpy stumps (legs), and began to stand. It was unsteady, the girl wobbling left and right with the occasional stumble back to square one, but once she was up, there was no stopping her. She took charge and waltzed towards the squealer.
Her intent was obvious, the integrity of her actions shining true as she socked the child with her body weight, hoping to silence their outrage.
It might not be much, but it was honest work.
