very, very frightening

*Riva* · 11-13-2021, 04:47 PM

Riva quivered with the need to run, to flee, to race across the plans and never stop. The urge inside of her swelled in her breast until she could barely breathe. ‘Your fault, your fault!’ the voices hissed, clear as crystal in her ears despite the coat of her mate she sought to muffle them with.

Other voices, muffled and less rich and clear as the ones in her head spoke around her. She recognised the voice of her son, and then her daughter. Her motherly instinct warred with the primal fear to run until she felt she must surely be torn in two. After a moment, she lifted her head, seeking to find the familiar forms of her children. Her eyes were wide, showing the whites, rich with fear. Her paws shoke, and she knew reason wasn’t as clear inside of her as it had been all her life.

Eventually, slowly, the voices and will of her family penetrated her thoughts, and she glanced from one face to another as she realised they didn’t understand. ‘We need to flee, they are coming! My fault, my fault” She muttered the last under her breath. Riva had always been a wolf of logic and reason and endless patience, but that wasn’t the wolf before them today. Not when they must flee! They must escape what was coming. Didn’t they understand?

"Riva" & "Pyrrhic"

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