Lavender Missions

Lavender sat in silence. Head bowed and eyes down some as she sat at the far end of the room, tail twitching in unhappiness as hunger scraped at her insides. Her parents and sister sitting round the fire pit and eating the paltry stew that was their dinner. Lavender not included in the meal, knowing she would be left with the scraps, if there were any to be hand and to clean up the mess. By now the young pup was used to it. She was the extra. The spare that no one had expected or wanted. She had come to get used it. Trying with all her might to block out the sounds. The happy conversation and the laughs that her family were sharing with one another without her. 

At least today she wasn't the subject of the teasing and the laughter, as she had been before. Today, she simply didn't seem to exist to them. She couldn't help the sadness that weighed upon her her heart. Heavy and weighing it down like a stone as she struggled to understand. She didn't understand why they were so angry... why they hated her. What's more, she didn't understand why she was unwanted, and yet they would let no one else who might want her to have her. There had been several bonded pairs who had offered to take her in. Every time they had refused... They hated her because she wasn't wanted, and took up too much resources... and yet they refused to let her go. 

She glanced up as movement started, her parents and sister rising from the fire, watching in silence as her parents headed inside of the small, falling apart hut. Shifting as her sister began to spoon out whatever was left in the bent pot. Walking towards her with the wooden bowl and offering it to her. "Here." she told her sister, Lavender frowning in confusion towards her sister. Kindness had not been something she had seen in her sister for some time now. 

Veasna sighing and putting her hand on her hip in annoyance. "Well? Are you going to take it or not?" she demanded, slowly, Lavender seemed to perk up and tentatively reaching out, giving her sister a small, genuine smile as she reached out. "Thank you." she told her, Veasna's smirk turning into an evil grin as she let go of the bowl too soon, letting the stew fall to the ground and splatter all over her fur. "Oops." she sneered towards her, baring her teeth at her before turning away. "Ma! Da!" She called. "Lavender spilt the rest of the stew!" She called, Lavenders eyes widening in shock and hurt, shaking her head violently as her parents came out to look to her. 

Both parents glowered towards their daughter, looking at the splattered mess of stew that now also clung to the stew. "How dare you!" She hissed to the younger twin, glowering angrily. "How dare you waist what little food we have!" she yelled, puffing up as Lavender bowed her head head down. "I-I'm sorry mama." she insisted quietly, knowing they would never believe her over her sister. They never did, after all... More they never cared. Even if they watched her sister do it they would still call her a liar. Vaesna standing in the background as she smirked towards her sister in cruel smugness as she was berated, the female clearly enjoying watching her sister squirm and be yelled at. All while she was favored and fawned over. No doubt as she was sure she deserved. 

"If you have so little respect for the hard work we put into it you can eat nothing!" her mother seared, kicking dirt into the bowl to cover up and ruin whatever good stew was left. "Now clean up this mess, clean yourself up, and go to bed hungry!" she sneered, her sister sniffling from behind. "I just wanted to be nice and give her some stew mama." she told her parents innocently, looking up to them as they gently shushed her and told her it wasn't her fault every word her sister spoke like a blow to her heart as her parents comforted her and they headed back inside, leaving Lavender on her own once more. 

The smaller female sniffled a little as she began to gather up the bowl with the ruined food and taking up the pot, heading towards the small washing lake and kneeling down to clean them, using the water also the clean the stew from her fur. Scrounging and scraping juice was left from the pot in a desperate attempt to stem the gnawing hunger. Patience... she needed patience. To wait. That was all. One day, they would see her. See the value in her, and she would earn and be given the same love as her elder twin. 

All she had to do was be patient...