[Drabble]
Player: savingdaisydiva
Subject: San
Table: C
Prompt: Touch
Cold air and warm soft fur; gentle nipping and bitter claws; she remembered it all. It was her first true memories; those distant ones of being with her cub brothers against the soft furry underbelly of their mother. Distant but still familiar, comforting in childhood when the night brought the howls of angry wind those dreams brought inner peace. Strange how the smallest memory could be recalled in dark times.
San would pull the fur pelt closer around herself and curl into a tight ball. The memories was her security blanket even though one would guess it was the pelt that she wore. Perhaps it weak of her but it better than nothing.
And, most of all, no one could take them from her.
Subject: San
Table: C
Prompt: Touch
Cold air and warm soft fur; gentle nipping and bitter claws; she remembered it all. It was her first true memories; those distant ones of being with her cub brothers against the soft furry underbelly of their mother. Distant but still familiar, comforting in childhood when the night brought the howls of angry wind those dreams brought inner peace. Strange how the smallest memory could be recalled in dark times.
San would pull the fur pelt closer around herself and curl into a tight ball. The memories was her security blanket even though one would guess it was the pelt that she wore. Perhaps it weak of her but it better than nothing.
And, most of all, no one could take them from her.