Red Snow

"Yo, Emi, I'm home!"

The young girl dropped the cubes she was playing with and turned her head towards the source of the sound. Her hazy blue eyes looked in vain around the room.

"Sis, where are you?" inquired the blonde girl, her face showing a cute pout.

No answer came. Emily got up and began to walk around, her arms outstretched. One of her feet kicked a small pile of plastic cubes, almost making her lose balance.

"Sis..." she said, before being cut off by two very familiar arms, who hugged her from behind. The six-year-old cried out, then giggled, rolling on the floor with her captive. Her hands reached to the older girl's face, feeling her. The hands drifted to her chest, feeling it.

"Is this a new t-shirt?" asked the girl.

"Sure is" confirmed Vera. "Got it two days ago."

"It feels nice," said Lily, feeling it in her fingers. "Bet it looks nice on you."

Vera chuckled, releasing her sister from her hug. Emily sat on the floor, looking in the direction she assumed her sister was.

"How was school today, sis?"

"Nice and dandy. And it looks like you made quite a mess of your room while I was gone."

Emily's face became flushed with embarrassment, before crossing her arms.

"Just fooling with ya kid!" laughed Vera, messing up her hair. "This place never looked better."

"You're such a tease, sis" chuckled Emily, still sitting on the carpet.

"That I am." Replied Vera, turning her back.

Emily perceived the sound of the door knob turning, followed by the sound of footsteps.

"Where you going?" inquired Emily.

"Be right back" called Vera's voice, still outside the room.

About a minute later, Emily heard the familiar sound of her sister's feet entering the room. But a second sound came in as well. It was also the sound of someone...or something walking into her room.

"Sis, what's that?!" asked Emily in a puzzled tone.

"Got a present for ya."

The sound of footsteps came closer. Emily could tell that they were not human. Her fingers gripped her skirt, and she became visibly startled.

"W...what is it?!" asked Emily, desperately looking for Vera's comforting presence.

No answer came. Emily stretched out her hand, and her fingers made contact. It was wet...and fleshy. A sound reached her hearing. Feint, but still there. A tear streaked along Emily's cheeks.

"Vera...."

The...something that her fingers had touched moved. Her fear-gripped hand rubbed against something longer...and hairy. Before the blind girl could react, something else touched her palm. It felt rough, wet, but at the same time gentle. It makes quick strokes, making her fingers feel sticky.

"Like my present sis?"

Before Emily could answer, the puppy jumped in her lap and went for her face. His tongue left long, wet streaks along her left cheek before the blonde girl lifted him in her arms. The puppy let out several barks, panting and wiggling in her hands.