Something is missing.
I wake in His room, raising my head from where I have nestled against His side.
Something is missing. And I do not know what.
I sniff through the marks I have made on the sides of this place where we sleep, and mark some again. But they all are there. They are not missing.
The Female is not here, and I do not understand that. The Female should be here. But She was not here then, so She is not missing.
What is missing?
I place my paws upon the thing His mate lies upon, and sniff her. I lick her face once, to let her know we are here. But His mate is not missing.
I sit, and whimper an asking. But nothing answers.
I sit and wonder. What do I think will answer?
I walk to the hole that lets the light in without letting me out, and look up at the light in the sky. It is a softer light than the light that was there before, and I look at it for a time.
What is missing?
I listen, and hear nothing.
What should I hear?
Something is missing. And I do not even know what it is.
I whimper. I do not understand. I tremble.
I feel alone. I go back to His side and nestle closer than before, wanting his warmness.
What is missing?