Darkness will Rise

With a half choked breath the she-wolf of chocolate brown, black and white rose up from the waters of the oceans deep once she found the tide was not as choppy as she'd have believed. She'd managed somehow to get there safely on a piece of driftwood until it had toppled her over and sent her below. Luckily she'd been able to pull herself up before she could drown.

Sighting land ahead she swam for shore and with a huff of breath she lay half in and half out of the waters. Her forelegs stretched forward onto the bay where all manner of marine animal could be seen.

With a mutter to herself under her breath, "I can't stay here. I have to keep going." She forced herself to rise and shake out her pelt once all four paws were safely on dry land. Only then did she allow herself to collapse once more - exhausted. Yet she dare not close her eyes whilst she caught her breath.

She never wanted to do that again. Who knew how far she was from her family! From the noble and ancient Den of Incubus were the family had been for generation upon generation. If only she'd been more careful. No! It hadn't been her fault but that blasted cousin of hers. The stupid male.