Fading Hope
She lay curled up tight under the protection of the bent grasses, but it would seem that it wasn't enough for somebody had managed to find her trembling on the ground. Anaeia's head jerked up at the crunching grass, her large mismatched eyes going wide at the sight of another wolf. Quickly she uncurled and stood up, stumbling back into the grass but because of the dense area she had chosen all she could do was cower. It was a lady from the sound of her voice, asking if the girl was alright. The pup was unsure if she should answer, not knowing if the wolf will attack her or if her mother would be upset when she finally showed up.
So rather than actually speak, the girl tried backing up further against the tall grass and nodded her head slowly. Just as she did this however a pain began to rise within her stomach, a low rumbling gurgle loud and clear, body trembling uncontrollably. She began to rethink her answer to the lady, head lowering and tail tucking in between her back legs before finally slowly shaking her head from side to side. "I... it hurts..." She whined quietly, almost inaudible. "Hurts... it always hurts."
Emotions quickly overtook the child within those seconds, small streams of tears spreading over her lids and trekking down over her little cheeks before the woman. It hurt so much, her stomach, her paws, legs, body, head... her little heart. Anaeia so badly wanted her mother back, to feel the warmth of her belly once more, to be overwhelmed by her sweet scent. "Mommy..." Head buried into her little paws, muffling the child's cry for her mother, her body lowering to the ground and trying to curl up as tiny as possible as if it would make her mama come back. |