Flash Flood!

It was dark, which meant Kite was able to see. But seeing wasn’t the same as understanding. Her mask was bunched up by her ears as she peeked out of her den. Her fathers boom still echoing in her ears. What was going on? Why was he telling the pack to get out in the middle of a storm? She didn’t want to be out here. Lioness was even more reluctant, so she left her cat in her den to go investigate.

She heard the roar of the water, and leapt above her den. “Lioness” She shrieked, and she scrambled for a hold on the slick stones. “Lioness!” the eater was already flooding her den. Her cat was in there!

She was about to leap down when she saw the form of her niece. The tiniest one, the white one. Tears streamed down her eyes. Burning her crystals, and almost blinded her. Lioness. But she didn’t know where her kitten was. She could see Whisper, and she couldn’t just let her niece drown. She plunged into the water, almost swept away immediately. But she was a powerful swimmer, and she had timed her entrance. Whisper was right there. She grabbed for the girl, missing with her paw and almost slamming her head into the pup. But then her teeth snagged skin. Not delicately, but there was no time to be gentle. She threw them both to the side, trying to half toss the tiny pup onto the mountainside. She lost her grip on the rock, and was pulled back into the water. Whisper still in her mouth. She was about to try again when she saw another shape, another pup in the water. She turned, and tossed Whisper onto her back. “Hold on!” She begged the pup.

She was already exhausted, the water so powerful she had to fight for every stroke, every breath. But she managed to grab the pup. Closing her teeth around the skin of their back and yanking as hard as she could. Pulling the pup out of the water as she forced her strokes towards the mountain side again. She grabbed hold of a stone with a paw, and hung on. The rest of her body was still in the water, panting around the unconscious pup. “Help, help!” She tried to say around the child. She was waning, losing her strength.


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