Curiosity is the wick
Hunt. It's a word that resonates with her, like a mystery with a delicious prize at the end. She smiles around her scarf, eyes brightening when her mom raises a slender finger to her lips, leaning closer so she can catch every syllable. When she nearly stumbling over another root, Knell divides her attention to the easy, elegant stride her mom uses. There's a confidence to each step, one that knows exactly where and how it will land whether the world knows it or not.
Tilting her head, she tries to copy the movement, but she misjudges the length of her leg. It hits the ground before she's ready for it, making the step less of the floating grace her mom uses and more of a jolting thud that rattles up her bones.
Before she can try again, they stop beside a complicated network of branches, drawing her full focus back to the lesson at hand, and the small clump of fur knotted around a thorn. Knell crouches, tail swaying behind her to keep her from toppling over as she takes in the first clue in their mystery. Theories and suspicions begin to form, wondering at its size, the direction it went, whether it was being chased.
She reaches out a hand to touch the soft tuft, marveling at the texture. If she had to guess at what clouds felt like, it would be this, somehow exuding a warmth while being thin enough to collapse under the press of her fingers. The yarn of her sweater and scarf feel scratchy in comparison, and she pulls it off the thorn to hold in her hand as the branch is lowered gently back into place.
Standing again, Knell meets her mom's expectant gaze. Although she hesitates at the question, the solution comes to her quickly, a twinkle forming in her eyes as she gives a full-body answer. "Look for more clues!" But despite the hints she's already been given, the young girl still not sure where to start and her brows furrow when she looks to the plants and trees, overwhelmed by the vast area they still have to search, the puzzle she hasn't found all the pieces to.
Knell rubs a hand against her ivory horn while scanning the foliage for more signs of the hares. When nothing appears out of place, she looks back to her mom for guidance. "I don't see any more fur and I don't hear anything... How do we tell which way they went?"
Tilting her head, she tries to copy the movement, but she misjudges the length of her leg. It hits the ground before she's ready for it, making the step less of the floating grace her mom uses and more of a jolting thud that rattles up her bones.
Before she can try again, they stop beside a complicated network of branches, drawing her full focus back to the lesson at hand, and the small clump of fur knotted around a thorn. Knell crouches, tail swaying behind her to keep her from toppling over as she takes in the first clue in their mystery. Theories and suspicions begin to form, wondering at its size, the direction it went, whether it was being chased.
She reaches out a hand to touch the soft tuft, marveling at the texture. If she had to guess at what clouds felt like, it would be this, somehow exuding a warmth while being thin enough to collapse under the press of her fingers. The yarn of her sweater and scarf feel scratchy in comparison, and she pulls it off the thorn to hold in her hand as the branch is lowered gently back into place.
Standing again, Knell meets her mom's expectant gaze. Although she hesitates at the question, the solution comes to her quickly, a twinkle forming in her eyes as she gives a full-body answer. "Look for more clues!" But despite the hints she's already been given, the young girl still not sure where to start and her brows furrow when she looks to the plants and trees, overwhelmed by the vast area they still have to search, the puzzle she hasn't found all the pieces to.
Knell rubs a hand against her ivory horn while scanning the foliage for more signs of the hares. When nothing appears out of place, she looks back to her mom for guidance. "I don't see any more fur and I don't hear anything... How do we tell which way they went?"
Knell
in the candle of learning.
