Yesterday, 12:02 PM
Marta smiled as the man answered, listening with unwavering attention. She thought there was more to it than that, but didn't press. If he didn't want to talk about it, it wasn't hers to make it happen. He returned her question back, having no answer before he approached Splash, asking first before saying hello. Most people knew about service animals now, and knew not to approach them without permission, so that hadn't surprised Marta.
"Well, Splash is working, so I'm supposed to say no, but..." she said with a smirk. "It's Christmas. I think she deserves the attention." Marta knelt down and wrapped the wolf in a hug. "Because her breed is the best girl ever!"
She communicated with Splash as she did so, and after Marta stood, Splash sniffed the man's hand. "You can give her scritches if you want to. She likes it right here." Marta demonstrated by scratching right behind the ear and Splash closed her eyes and cocked her head to make the most of the scratches.
Marta turned back to the statue. "Truth be told, I don't know her name either. The bible is rather silent about the names of female angels. So unfair!" she said, humor coating her tone. "I do know though that people usually come to this area of the church grounds if they are praying for someone who is sick. I like to think maybe she's a healer." Marta looked at the statue, taking in its posture and everything much more than she had before. She gave a soft laugh as a memory stirred. "You know there is a story in one of the Gospels...Saint John's I believe...that talks about a pool, and everyday at a certain time, an angel would stir the waters of the pool and any who were in it would be healed of whatever injury or sickness they had. I asked the priest once if this angel was the one that did that. He said no - they think it was Saint Raphael the Archangel that did that. Once again, unfair." she laughed lightly. "You guys get Saints Michael, Raphael, and Gabriel, and we get unnamed Angel number one."
She turned towards the man. "On a serious note though, I like to think she worked with Saint Raphael. Going around and helping heal the sick. A noble cause." Marta offered him her hand. "I'm Marta and this is Ricky." she said, turning her face towards her guardian. That was when she caught the other man's scent and saw him looking from the other side of a gate. She gave him a smile.
"Well, Splash is working, so I'm supposed to say no, but..." she said with a smirk. "It's Christmas. I think she deserves the attention." Marta knelt down and wrapped the wolf in a hug. "Because her breed is the best girl ever!"
She communicated with Splash as she did so, and after Marta stood, Splash sniffed the man's hand. "You can give her scritches if you want to. She likes it right here." Marta demonstrated by scratching right behind the ear and Splash closed her eyes and cocked her head to make the most of the scratches.
Marta turned back to the statue. "Truth be told, I don't know her name either. The bible is rather silent about the names of female angels. So unfair!" she said, humor coating her tone. "I do know though that people usually come to this area of the church grounds if they are praying for someone who is sick. I like to think maybe she's a healer." Marta looked at the statue, taking in its posture and everything much more than she had before. She gave a soft laugh as a memory stirred. "You know there is a story in one of the Gospels...Saint John's I believe...that talks about a pool, and everyday at a certain time, an angel would stir the waters of the pool and any who were in it would be healed of whatever injury or sickness they had. I asked the priest once if this angel was the one that did that. He said no - they think it was Saint Raphael the Archangel that did that. Once again, unfair." she laughed lightly. "You guys get Saints Michael, Raphael, and Gabriel, and we get unnamed Angel number one."
She turned towards the man. "On a serious note though, I like to think she worked with Saint Raphael. Going around and helping heal the sick. A noble cause." Marta offered him her hand. "I'm Marta and this is Ricky." she said, turning her face towards her guardian. That was when she caught the other man's scent and saw him looking from the other side of a gate. She gave him a smile.