Quietly lifting his head the 4 year old canine stared grimmly at his sleeping master.
Lightly pressing a wet sandpaper peice of effection of her natural red checks, eyes flutterd open from a lightly slumber. Letting out a tiny grunt from her lack of rest.
Returning back to his windowed post he presured over his human.
Shifting to face him both beings stared out at a cold summer morning.
Slightly pulling her arms around him, he was pulled closer by her moving.
He irritatedly gave her a dismeaning glare.
A yawn signaled them both out of bed.
The door opening was long awaited for the canine who had watched over his master for her growing tendency for nightmare was a danger for her mental health.
The sight of a miscaring brother caught her anger right before it was replace with peace.
The older child didn't even glance back at his following upbring of his parents.
The small breed could hear his leaders sanity grow weaker. He could almost feel the negitive and murderous thoughts being formed in her mind.
Outside the two sat her with a coffee mug and him with a water bowl,
She watched as her canine companion danced around her begging for warmth from the ground, but the outside was well for him... She knew her friend was just a lonely and depressed as her, but they only had each other through this loneliness...
