by RαrєHuskíєs » Tue Aug 02, 2011 11:46 am
¢нαρтєя 4: ησ, ιт ¢αη'т ρσѕѕιвℓу вє!
It was starting to cool off more, the snow coming in even intervals, always snowing usually. My siblings had no interest in it, even though they had taken a trip outside too, a few days after me. But I couldn't stop thinking about it, just couldn't. The way it was cold, so unique, how it looked like the stars falling from the heavens, landing gently, and turning the world as we know it white and cold. It was a brilliant creation, and I planned on meeting whoever made it someday. Mum had told me that wouldn't be anytime soon though. I don't know why, and I don't understand. Couldn't he show me how? Take a visit to our farm and spend a few days, showing us? She had tried to explain he was far away, but I never truly got it.
Taralyn had just come into the barn, squealing excitedly as she usually did, and I immediately ran up to her, placing my front paws on her thighs, yapping enthusiastically. I had grown quite a bit, exceeding the size of all my brothers and sisters, and my mom didn't wonder. She seemed like she had expected it. I sighed, then lolled my tongue, looking back up at the happy Tara, who had just let my mom out to go meet with my father outside in the snow.
She picked me up, carrying me tightly to her chest, my tongue swaying from side to side happily as she carried me outside. Of course I could walk, but her being a girl, she found me more genuine that a collectible dolly, and cabbed me everywhere, treating me like a new toy, every day. Mum had told me I was lucky she didn't dress me up, too. I do't see why being dressed up would be so bad. I've always thought Tara had a drastically pleasant wardrobe.
She set me down, the snow heavier than it usually was, the cold actually nipping at my nose violently, making me yelp slightly. I huddled next to Tara's leg, pressing my face into her jeans, whining. She reached down and patted my neck, whistling with surprise. "Well Koda, we have ourselves some sleet. It's slippery, and well, it hurts" she said, sighing with disappointment. She turned around, and called out my mother and father's names.
It took a few seconds, but my father appeared through the white downfall, panting, his tongue lolling, steam coming off of it. I tilted my head, and looked at him curiously. "Where's mum?" I questioned, my blue eyes watching him intently. He sighed, and sat down, catching his breath. "She's out wandering around, son. She'll be back shortly" he said, walking himself into the barn. I contemplated for a minute, before I took off. Tara screamed after me, then tried to grab me, but fell, and slipped, crying out. I continued on, panting, my tongue lolling, and my tail wagging happily. If mom was going to explore, so was I! I grinned, and ran through the snow. I stopped after a few minutes of no sign of her. I frowned, and back traced my steps. It wasn't before long that I cam upon a road, looking around. I knew this road. It was about a half mile from the barn. I let my head down, my nose sniffing the ground. I smelt her. She had been here. I turned around, facing away from where I originally was, and let out a howl, it wavered, and then died, for I was just a pup, and I wasn't a wolf, neither. I whimpered, and then I saw her. She was trotting on the opposite side of the road, coming towards me at an even pace, smirking, her tail wagging comfortingly.
It was when she was a few metres away, and then her eyes went wide. She opened her mouth, trying to let out a yell. I was the first to break the silent expression of hers. "Mom! What's wrong?" I screamed, and then I saw it, headlights shadowed in front of me, only a few kilometers away. I froze, and my tail stopped wagging, my eyes glazing over with pure fear. I strained to run, but I was paralyzed. My mom stood there for a few seconds until the car was only a few meters away, hurtling towards us, my mom still frozen in place. Suddenly, she broke loose of the hold, running towards me full speed, her claws clicking and slipping on the icy surface.
The care finally saw us, just as my mom was on me, grabbing my scruff, and throwing me out of the way. I landed on the other side where i had started, my head hitting the pavement, knocking me unconscious. I never knew how much damage could have been done in a few short minutes. After I had passed out, the car had tried to swerve away from my mom, but the icy road had no traction, and they slid right into her, hurtling her a few feet down the road, landing her skidding, scraping all the fur off, instantly killing her, her skull shattered from the large trucks impact.
I woke up, my head spinning, the sleet having worsened. I finally sat up, my head hurting like crazy, as I stood up, wavering before I got balanced again. it took me a few seconds to realize what had just happened. I wagged my tail, wondering where mom was. I had to thank her for saving my life! I whined, and then called out for her. "Mom! Mom! Mom!" I yelled, running down the road a few feet, and then I saw her. I ran up to her, thinking she was just resting, still scared. Maybe she had thought I was hurt, and was sulking. I pressed my nose to her fur, and then stepped back off instinct. She was cold, and red, sticky stuff was pooling around my feet, coming from her hidden side. I whined, and tears formed automatically, stepping back another foot. I looked at her face, her eyes shut, her expression pained. I knew then she was dead, and it was my fault. I shouldn't have run into the middle of the road. I cried, the sleet hitting me full on, dripping off m fur in a cold slush, dripping to the ground quickly. I closed my blue eyes, and lifted my muzzle to the sky, letting loose a howl, one filled with sorrow and sadness, tears running down my muzzle, and freezing when they hit the ground. I didn't know what to do. I walked back up to her, curling up in her side, pressing against her, hoping my love and hope would bring her back to me, and that is how I fell back into unconsciousness, in the freezing sleet.......
“𝙳𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚎. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎, 𝚝𝚘𝚘. 𝚁𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎, 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚞𝚜. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠.”
― 𝙳𝚊𝚗 𝙶𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚝