[justify][size=6pt]It all felt odd to Cinna. Where has her mamma gone? She had left only a few days ago, surely she would be back by now. At least, and this was a sole comfort right now, she hadn't been left alone. She had all her friends with her. She had curled herself among her many companions. Not that she knew what the word 'companions' meant. She was too young for something as complex as that.
As a thick layer covered them all, she squeaked, looking up at it. She was thankful for the blanket, as it blocked off the harsh winds. She snuggled back into her group, twitting sadly when her stomach gave an irritated growl. "'m h'ngry" she whimpered, curling in herself best she could. [/size][/justify]








