Colder, Colder

Elpis could hardly believe that she’d been kidnapped not once, but twice now. This new male, Forsaken, had moved her out of the den and dragged her off to this large island… but at least she wasn’t alone anymore. There was a large boy here with her now… and Elpis was grateful for his company. His size made the little girl feel safe, and the child of death secretly tried to stick as close to him as she possibly could.

Her mismatched eyes of gold and green, from her fathers, were fixed on the ocean. She missed them… missed her brother. She missed Poe too… the raven had been a wonderful comforting presence of his own. She let out a soft sigh, feeling her tiny stomach give a rumble. She hadn’t eaten properly in days… didn’t know how to hunt… and was scared to try and learn. She wasn’t sure what plans this Forsaken had for them either… but she doubted it was good.

At least the other wolf had a pack that might come rescue him. She was sure her fathers were looking but… would they ever find her? Would she ever see Ceph again?

A sigh left Elpis’ lips and she eased onto the cold sand, fluffing her fur up against the chill. She didn’t mind the cold too much… She was an odd child fascinated with death like her papa before her. Cold reminded her of death… and maybe, she thought a bit morbidly, she’d learn to feel death’s embrace soon enough.