Give Me More

She was thin and ageing far beyond her years in this pack. It had been so long since she had felt anything, and even longer since she had felt anything positive. The femme was not built for life in the north. Her body was small and lithe, with thin fur and small paws that were useless against the cold, snowy north. She couldn't keep up with these wolves and she knew she was going to die because of it. She had spend her last several days wondering what her life had amounted to and decided that it was nothing. She had, in her most productive period, gave birth to a son who didn't even recognize her as his mother. Alas, a meeting was called and Hani responded. Her light frame coming to the meeting spot and sitting in front of the alpha. Her eyes made contact with the other woman for a moment, then broke to look off into the distance. She wasn't even sure why she responded any more.