Rainbow Hills — All Over Again

A fly buzzes incessantly by his ear. He awakes without hesitation, head rising from the warm, grassy earth. Dual-toned eyes survey his immediate surroundings, taking in the stunted, short grass hills, geysers not too far off from his right. He also notes the earthen, curly-furred figure a foxtail away. The body of his sister, her large head resting between two legs. Nostrils flare as he continues to assess his surroundings, noting that everything around him is new, unfamiliar territory. He has clear memories of his most recent events, none of which could explain why he was in a place such a this. In such a case, there was one most plausible explanation. He was in a new world. New rules. New life. But this time, unlike the last few worlds, he had his sister. The wolf rises from his lie, tail sweeping the ground in excitement as he sits and crouches to nudge Ceartas, "Schwester," (sister) he says softly in German, wet nose pushing to rouse her from her sleep.