I NEED A SAVING GRACE

N/A · 11-03-2013, 02:05 PM

She was comfort beside her siblings at first, their presence comforting, but now they had grown to large and constantly bumped into each other causing them to grown restless. Now a pressure began to surround her, one that she didn't like and tried to resist but was failing. She squirmed, desperate to avoid whatever fate had in store for her.

Frigid air burned her lungs as tiny jaws parted, releasing a cry of outrage. Now longer was her world soft and warm, but cold and hard. Oxygen burned her lungs and nose, limbs crawled blindly. Two heavy scents assaulted her, imprinting her tiny mind. One of her mother and the other of Bas, two wolves that would be prominent in her mind. Absent was her biological father, leaving only the two scents in her mind.

She pressed against the warmth of her mothers belly, tiny jaws searching for the source of an intoxicating smell of milk. Suckling eager, her belly began to fill until the tiny pup drifted off into sleep, barely registering the familiar touch of her brother and sister that lay on each side of her.

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I NEED A SAVING GRACE

Zaria