Wishful Sinking

Saga · 08-12-2024, 11:59 PM

Things had quieted some, but she had plenty that weighed heavy on her mind. She wasn't a wolf. She didn't know quite how to run a pack of wolves, but she tried her best. She only knew what she had seen others before her do while she grew up, but even then her knowledge on the matter was very little. She had practically thrown herself into the lions den on this one. Or rather, the wolfs den. Would it get better? Was she doing an alright job? She wanted to help her family, but each day that passed, a shadow of doubt would cross her mind and it kept on growing. Her mother had decided to leave the pack. And one by one, others had begun to leave, too. Maybe she wasn't fit for the job. Maybe what was once Ethne was slowly dying. Maybe they needed something new to look forward to...

Maybe...just maybe...and it was a lot of maybes that she often thought about. She sat beside the creek, absentmindedly dragging her claws back and forth in the soft mud. The season had been pretty wet and humid, and flooding in some parts was on the rise. She had noticed the water level here and at the falls had risen a great deal, the levels higher than they usually were. Still, she knew she'd be fine if the floods got bad. Probably. She was a strong swimmer. Were wolves though?

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Wishful Sinking

Eltrys

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