Longing

The child retreated into the corner, clutching a teddy bear. Her blue eyes flashed to amber as Luna inched forward.

Fear hung in the air as the two wolves locked gazes, their feet rooted to the floor.

It was Luna who broke the silence. “Hi, Tori. I’m your mom.”

Like my writing? Consider donating to my GoFundMe campaign to replace my broken laptop so I can continue doing what I love.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s