Cry's Lullaby
"To ten million fireflies, I'm weird cause I hate goodbyes." ~Fireflies
"Fine," she muttered. Cry could tell how much he wanted to bite her, and she knew the exact same feeling. Shadow made her pup die inside, and he'd pay, one way or another. She hangs her head, stalking back to the shack. She curls up into Silence, whispering, "Shh, shh." It didn't help. She hums softly to him, but nothing works. She gives up, and does what she may do best besides making people mad; she sings. Softly, so nobody can hear unless they're nearby. "Darling, don't run.
Soon we will be done.
Racing around and around,
It's hard not to fall to the ground.
Look at me, and what do you see?
A storm, no doubt, billowing across the sea.
But darling, don't run.
Soon it will be done."