Mumma make it right

*Mortis* · 02-17-2020, 04:36 PM

Zee’s lesson was a very heavy thing. For a pup that just wanted to play with his siblings, and not kill things, it was a lot to take in that nature had been designed this way on purpose. That death was necessary, that the strong needed to survive. He sunk a little further into Zee’s chest. Did that make him a mistake? If he didn’t want to kill, did that make him a mistake that should die? He thought then about dying, and grimaced, shuddering. He did not want to die. He didn’t want anyone he loved to die.

He considered everything she said for a long time, lapsing into silence, leaning heavily into the plush fur of her chest, breathing in the scent of her, and found himself coming to grips with death. Death was something that existed in this world, and therefore something he had to understand. He did not think taking lives of animals would be easy for him, but he came to another realization, too, “I want to be strong, I want to be a part of what protects this pack, and you, and our siblings.” he didn’t like death, but he would learn to fight, so he could keep what he loved safe from death. Maybe in this way he was like his father, in the lengths he would go to protect what he loved. He would face the knowledge of death, and accept it, if it meant that he could fight for them.

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Mumma make it right

Zee

Mortis