¢нαρтєя 6: ωнσ αяє уσυ؟
It might have been another week after my mom died that things started turning back into reality for me. I had woken up that day, Tara sitting in the corner of the stall, my siblings sitting in her lap, my dad sitting by her side, his eyes looking down solemnly. I knew we had been hit he hardest, for recently, or not so recently, I had found out my siblings were not very smart, and they were only doing a few things during the day, such as eating and sleeping.
I sighed, sitting up, shaking out my red coat, my blue eyes slightly dizzy and hazed over. I blinked a few times to make it go away. By the time I looked up again, Tara and my father were staring at me. I looked down guiltily, a automatic reflex, and they still didn't know why, for they didn't know the real truth. I sighed once more as Tara got up, her cast making her wobble slightly. She sat by me, lifting me into her lap, rubbing her head against my fur, and that was when I felt the tears. She murmured to me softly. "Oh Koda. I don't know what to do without your mom. S- She was my best friend" she whimpered, like a little puppy.
I whined, licking her cheek. She smiled half heartedly. She spoke again, this time her voice a little clearer. "Well, Koda, if I take you out, will you promise to not run away? Grandfather said he had a surprise for me" she asked, looking at me with her blue eyes, and my crystal ones looking back to her. I thumped my tail, agreeing. She grinned, and picked me up, opening the stall door, my father running out in front of us, but then waiting for us to get in the aisle so he could walk beside us. He looked up at me, and spoke softly, gently. "Now Koda, Tara trusts you. Being the fact that I have two rules, I must be strict with you, but please, I trust you as well, stay by her." he finished, trotting off in the other direction, going to the other side of the barn.
She set me down, and started walking to the older dog pens, where they kept some dogs, that were a bit older than pa, or a bit younger. I never had known why they were in there, and I never hardly saw them. In fact, I had never seen them before. I whined slightly, but Tara continued her trekk, and I followed obediently, as I had promised my father, and her. As we got there, Tara called out loudly, and immediately barks followed. "Grandfather! I'm here, and ready!" she shouted, and then I heard her Grandfather's gruff voice. "I'll be right there, Tara. Hold onto your horses" he said, ending with a chuckle. She put her hands on her hips, smirking in her girly way.
Soon enough, her Grandfather came around the corner, trailing two leashes. I heard Tara gasp as I looked closer. Two other dogs, prancing by his side. I sat down, tilting my head, my red eyebrows lifted curiously. I could smell they were both females, and they smelled fresh, like they had just taken a bath. I whined slightly, and looked up at Tara, to see her face expression exuberant, as excited as I had seen her the day it had snowed early. She dropped her attention away from them for a second to nod to me, before she bolted to the two new dogs, kneeling down, petting their pretty heads sweetly, cooing to them as they licked at her face, wagging their tails wildly.
She turned her head slightly, calling out to me. "Koda, oh Koda!" she squealed out, as another one licked her face. I whined, then charged, my longer puppy legs taking the ground in long strides, making it there in a few seconds. I got there, sitting down promptly, as the two dogs turned to look at me. They whistled teasingly, as the white and gray one spoke. "Hey hotshot, what's your name? Mine's Lola" she winked playfully, as the other one spoke, the pure white one. "And I'm Gypsy!" she replied, her coat shimmering in the sun. I tilted my head a bit more before speaking. They were new, and a bit mysterious, but I figured it couldn't hurt. I spoke my voice as sure as ever. "Well, the name's Koda", and with that, they grinned.
