Winters Soothing Kiss

The juvenile had awoken with the shakes and cold waves wracking his body in the dead of night, a winter night. The smell of blood was heavy in his nostrils, even more prominent was the sense of something oozing down the fur of his muzzle. And despite this Kailos felt the need to cool off. The greyish pup wriggled away from his sleeping mother and sister, breathing hoarse as he crawled out of the den. Bane, his father, was lying all curled up and snow covered just above the entrance. The old wolf didn't stir as Kailos stumbled down the snow swept slopes of their hillside, the iced over lake just up ahead. He was sick, really sick, and didn't quite make it to the lakeside before he threw up. Mainly the contents of an empty stomach, but his headache felt even worse after it.

A groan left his muzzle as he staggered to the shores of the pack's lake. He felt as if he was dying, a wheezing sigh leaving his muzzle as he weakly snapped up some snow and placed a paw on the frozen lake with a whine. He spat out the sky water to rid most of the taste from his maw, the cold helped the hurt of his eye as he just laid there. Kailos rolled to the other side to help ease it's hurt, the sight of blood in the snow capturing his attention. A choked up sob left him, tongue trying to get at the wound as he curled up with a weak whine and let the snow cover him.