Sonnet's face broke out with an earnest smile, and she yipped excitedly while her sister displayed joy. This was fun! It was better than just waiting for the smoke to leave. The excitement of their game brought forth a congested cough, but despite the pain in her eyes, little Song didn't lose her happiness. She was playing with sissy!
The tiny pup grinned, looking out at the flowers and nodding her head. She loved nature! If she'd understood that picking the flowers meant killing them, she might not have wanted one so badly.
Her thumping tail slowed to a stop, and her smile faded. She looked around them at the murky air and the unknown it brought. Cowering back with the concern of such a journey for her sister, although not great in distance, she whimpered,"Scary."
**Sonnet hasn't spoken since losing her family.