"My, my, my, I've barely been gone for very long, and yet..."
Dad and Ash's fight was a lot of things, 'subtle' being one of the things it definitely wasn't. 'Quiet' was a very good one too. Obviously, it was bound to attract attention eventually.
And when it came to family, Mom was always the most curious of the bunch.
The aftermath of the fight, all the newly-formed craters in the dirt, patches of tall grass cleanly grazed… curiously, she stepped over the chunks of ice littered in the plains, between her fingers, she held up a smaller piece, its shimmer reflecting the amusement in her eyes.
"So who's the elephant that trampled all over the field?" She asked. "And who's the rhino that broke the ice?
I noticed Adalia was also trailing closely behind her every step, directing her misty white eyes towards me. The ruckus we made must have roused her… guess she didn't appreciate that too much.
It's a bit on the short side this chapter. I didn't have much opportunity to write today, sadly.
I'll make up for it sometime soon. I know you folks are keen to see peculiar 'things' unfold with Ash. It'll happen soon.
:)