The young wolf heard firefly. Her young ears perked and she stood stalk still for only a few seconds, a dead rabbit at her paws. Without even thinking she left the fresh prey and ran for the cabin. Her long legs moved in long fast gapping strides to where home was. That sound hadn't been far, but it had been pain filled. The snow was cold and light against her paws as she ran closer and closer. For once the girl could almost feel fear for another, but she didn't think on her pride and continued to run. The moment she was near the cabin the scent of another female was there, one Svara didn't know. A growl went through her as the familiar scent of blood was almost hanging close by. Running up the steps and into the back door by the kitchen, Svara moved through the house to the back study finding firefly and this unknown female. She knew then what was going on. The sight of birth and the smell, but Svara was uneasy about the stranger in the house. Growling deep and threatening the young she wolfs back fur rose. Passing the unknown wolf with her head lowered and yellow eyes warning she moved to firefly's side.
Looking at the pups Svara tilted her head and moved closer almost curious about the small mewing things. The sight of the white ones stillness made Svara's heart leap into her throat. One of them hadn't survived from the attack. Bile rose in her throat at the sight. Looking towards the newly made mother the pup let the dead pup fall from her mind. "Looks like you'll have more brats to worry about now." Looking over her shoulder Svara's smile faded with the sight of the stranger. "Who are you?" |
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