Onyx ears rotate atop his crown as he looks up at his mother. He does not know the troubles that stir her soul, nor the worries that now crease her brow. All he knows is despite all of the tension, she has continued to shower him in love. Her words are soft and kind, and her kisses are soft atop of his crown. She has been busy lately, going to his grandfather, playing with the others... at-least what he sees as playing. They rear up at each other and nip at the others ears. He excitedly watches with glacial blue eyes. He wants to play too!
On this day she has come, her voice soft to his twitching fuzzy ears.
I must go with your saba for a while. He lifts his crown, the questions begin to form in his head. What does this mean? Where is she going? Why?
"But momma, why? Can I come?" he asks, the words spilling from his pink lips.
"I'v been practicing, I watch you... and I wanna go with you," he pleads with glacial eyes tipped up toward hers.
"I'm strong. Do you see how strong I am momma?" he asks as he leaps away from her just a few feet away, his spindly hind legs kick out in a furious buck, copying what he has seen her do before. He turns back to her, a satisfied smile turns his lips up and his glacial eyes sparkle.
He proudly trots back to her, his little silver tail flagged up and over his inky haunches.
"But father is busy, and I wanna go with you," he admits out loud as he tips his crown up to look at her.