Username: Newts
Piggle name: Taura
Piggle gender: Female
How did their eyes change color?:
" Is she going to live? " I heard my mother's tender voice talk to somebody.
" She will be fine. Go Now! " A raspy voice replied.
" Okay, but i'll be back tomorrow to visit, ma'am. "With this I heard the soft close of a door. I couldn't move, and my eyelids were swollen shut. Now I remember; I got a deathly illness and I was taken to the local shaaman. This was because my mom didn't hear what she wanted to from the doctors.
They said that I was going to die.
My sweet mother refused to believe them; Her sweet little Taura couldn't possibly die! I begged her not to go, just let me die in peace. But every time I saw her teary eyes, I just had to. For the past three days, i've been sitting in a wooden hut, my only company a cranky old witch. My condition's gotten worse, now I can't even stand, let alone sit up. I don't want to die in this filthy place all alone! But I can't retort, my throat can barely utter a groan.
" You'll be better soon. " The old shamaan said.
Can she read my mind? I wondered.
" Actually, I'd prefer converse through brain waves. " She replied in a matter-of-factly tone.
Oh, great. Now this sickness is spreading to my brain. I thought in annoyance.
" You should treat the woman who's about to save your life with more respect than that. "On that remark, a loud clap was heard. Suddenly, a warm object was held to my lips. I reluctantly used all my strength to open my mouth and swallow it. Almost spitting it out, the concoction was easily the worst thing I had ever tasted. It was the consistency of spoiled milk, and tasted like feet with a hint of barf.
" Now rest. You're strength will return when you wake up. "I frowned before drifting to sleep.
" Taura! " I heard my mom say my name, and I heard her sobs.
My eyes shot open, and a ran at her as fast as I could. I was cured and felt better for all I knew. Me and my mother embraced, but before long she let go and I saw the worry in her brows.
" Your... eyes...? "" Sadly, that's one of the side affects. But her eyesight should be completely normal. " The shaaman replied assuringly.
" Taura, you can see for yourself if you like. " I took the mirror from the shaaman's withered hands, and looked at my reflection. My eyes had turned a brilliant yellow, though they were originally blue.
" It's okay, " I said. I jumped up and gave the old woman a hug. She was surprised at first, but soon joined in.
" Thank you, Vendetta. " My mother gave me a gentle smile, her fur blowing in the breeze. I looked at her, then back at Vendetta.
" Thank you for saving my life. I can never repay you. "The old witch gave a smile, her cracked, yellow teeth seeming to illuminate my happiness.
" It's my pleasure, Taura. "I walked out with my mother, the sun shining brightly through the clouds. I looked back to wave goodbye, but the house had disappeared. All that was left was a small box with a note in it.