
━━━━━━━━ and i think to myself ━━━━
- the sun always rises.
the laughter of pups. the smiles on the maws of family members and friends.
the fresh scent of lavender. the chirping made by the birds that roamed that
gorgeous morning sky. waking up in the morning was something you looked
forward to. what a wonderful world.
or at least it was.
a lilac sky. your irritating siblings nudging you to see if you're full yet because
they want your dinner. a comforting feeling. fellow pack members conversing
nearby as everyone joins for dinner. the evening was even better than the
morning. what a wonderful world.
or at least it was.
you remember waking up groggy. the smoke beginning to fill your den set off
your panic. you remember hearing the cries. the other wolves grabbing their
pups and attempting to escape the flames. you remember the screams. crossing
the river and waiting for your family.
they never showed.
━━━. what a wonderful world. ━━━━━━━












