Miracle
The wind beat at her small body, but by now the girl had given up trying to get away from it, finding no use in doing so. She was suddenly surprised though when it had stopped almost entirely, able to feel the wind whip along her spine. What was going on? Slowly her eyes would struggle to open, fluttering the faintest before finally opening just enough to find that something dark was around her. Confusion set it at a steady, slow rate, registering within a minute or two that there was an animal that was blocking the harsh winter air from attacking the child's body. But why?
Next thing something was being set near the girl's face, red in coloring and smelled strongly of blood... food. Anaeia's eyes closed, taking in a shaky breath, her scent glands filling with the meal set before her. Oooooh, how much it made her stomach hurt, to know that a meal was just centimeters from her mouth but she was too weak to reach out and scarf it down. Hesitantly, her head shifted the slightest, stretching forward just an inch but just barely able to grab onto the meat with her lips. Failure, she pulled back, face scrunching in disappointment.
A voice spoke, smooth, a comforting tone she knew all to well to belong to a female like herself. Something about it gave the child a small boost of energy, hearing that she was safe now, giving the girl a small sliver of hope. Paws dug into the snow, crunching beneath the applied weight, trying to push herself into the woman's fur, to warmth. She tried hard to move, limbs shaking beneath her body as she slowly inched her way closer and closer. She needed this, the pup NEEDED to get out of here. 'Take... me...' She wanted to cry, but all that came out was a struggled whine. 'Please... take me.' |