One Can Only Dream
07-17-2013, 06:47 PM
Mid afternoon buzzed in he air, most creatures seeking shady spots to relax and doze off. The black female was one of them. down in this Ravine was solitude, silence and cool small dens to curl up for a nap. Tail curled around her frame, black tip covering her muzzle.
"Your a pup killer! You let this happen!" They yelled at her. But it wasn?t her fault! She had done everything she could to save those pups! She had been betrayed! Betrayed by her own jealous sister. The bear had come again down to their valley to try to get at the pups. It would have, with the pack gone but her. As denmother, she was to stay and protect the pups at all costs. She had driven off the bear, only to return to see the lifeless pups scattered around the den. The scent of the killer was almost hard to pick out. Through the blood, her scent, the scent of the den belonging to her scent, she almost didn?t notice. But the fresh scent mixed with the much stronger scent of mint lingered about. She knew it was the pup's own mother who had killed them. She the pack would listen. She had been banished, titled a pup killer, forbidden to come back.
Sharp sky blue eyes snapped open, a bright beckon that stood out against the shadows. No...she should never have love that male. They had been forbidden to mate according to pack laws. For he was Alpha and she was a Denmother, just right above an Omega. Instead he took her sister, betrayed his love for her. They had pups. She supposed he thought he had blessed her with what she wanted. A litter of pups. Sadly though her sister knew she loved the Alpha and grew aggressive and highly jealous. "It was never meant to be.."[/COLOR] She muttered. Jaws parted in a yawn before the shadow of a wolf stretched out before slinking out of her tiny den. Eyes blinked to adjust to the light, nose lifted to catch the breeze and passing scents.
Valhalla was close. She had met a few of them, almost wished was she part of their pack. But would they take in someone who had been blamed as a pup killer? Surely not. Plus what did she had to offer? She only knew how to be a Denmother, nothing else.
"Your a pup killer! You let this happen!" They yelled at her. But it wasn?t her fault! She had done everything she could to save those pups! She had been betrayed! Betrayed by her own jealous sister. The bear had come again down to their valley to try to get at the pups. It would have, with the pack gone but her. As denmother, she was to stay and protect the pups at all costs. She had driven off the bear, only to return to see the lifeless pups scattered around the den. The scent of the killer was almost hard to pick out. Through the blood, her scent, the scent of the den belonging to her scent, she almost didn?t notice. But the fresh scent mixed with the much stronger scent of mint lingered about. She knew it was the pup's own mother who had killed them. She the pack would listen. She had been banished, titled a pup killer, forbidden to come back.
Sharp sky blue eyes snapped open, a bright beckon that stood out against the shadows. No...she should never have love that male. They had been forbidden to mate according to pack laws. For he was Alpha and she was a Denmother, just right above an Omega. Instead he took her sister, betrayed his love for her. They had pups. She supposed he thought he had blessed her with what she wanted. A litter of pups. Sadly though her sister knew she loved the Alpha and grew aggressive and highly jealous. "It was never meant to be.."[/COLOR] She muttered. Jaws parted in a yawn before the shadow of a wolf stretched out before slinking out of her tiny den. Eyes blinked to adjust to the light, nose lifted to catch the breeze and passing scents.
Valhalla was close. She had met a few of them, almost wished was she part of their pack. But would they take in someone who had been blamed as a pup killer? Surely not. Plus what did she had to offer? She only knew how to be a Denmother, nothing else.