| (Stop.
No fly,) Ua'sha repeated.
Shawmus landed on top
of a nearby boulder, his massive wings folding around
him.
(No hurt Fiona/Mother,)
Ua'sha sent.
Fiona, sprawled amongst
the rocks, tried to scramble to her feet, but her shaking
arms slipped from underneath her. The little boy threw
himself over her, growling deep in his throat. In another
time and place she would have been shocked to hear that
noise coming from a four year old child.
(Ua'sha - run - get
away!) Fiona sent.
It wasn't a little boy
then, but a wolf-cub, his paws braced awkwardly on the
rock. A shadow fell over them both as Shawmus opened
his beak to seize Ua'sha by the scruff.
Instead, a panicked streak
of fur launched itself at him.
His head arching back,
Shawmus shrieked into the sky.
- The Water Song
Acrylic on canvas paper,
16"x12" |
