Start Again

Everything had been so confusing. There had been these males saying they were related and getting her and two other pups away from the only place she had ever known. She had been skeptical over the whole thing. They spoke of a better life, but what did that mean? Could they really ensure her such a thing? She cared not so much for herself as she did the other two. She had always put herself in the way of harm for the sake of others. She never cried out, never growled, just bowed her head in silence or stared up at the face of her attacker. They were careful not to break her body, careful to make sure the abuse could last throughout her life. So really did she have much to loose by following these males? No, she had no siblings no mother, it was just her. But she did have the other pups to look after. She was no older than them but felt she could at least protect them as best she could. Someone had to try at least. But silently she had followed.

Pain, it was something she was aware of but could no longer care for. The ache of hunger was felt all the time to the point she no longer realized it. The pain in her body, scarred and still fresh with wounds was like an itch at the back of her mind but nothing more. Perhaps she was immuned to pain thus throwing herself at the jaws and claws of the violence in her pack. So their little travel from the only place she ever know to Alacritis was not a hard task for her. Yes her paws hurt, even bled. But she refused to voice it or ever acknowledge it. She remained behind the other two pups, eyes fixed on them to make sure they were ok.

A plain so vast to her young mind opened up before them. The brown male who seemed to be in change said they were here. What was here? "What is here? What do you want with us? You cant really ensure of safety you know." She spoke up for the first time, blue eyes sharp and narrowed. Her voice was avoid of emotion, flat, and just spoke as if as a matter of fact.