I think it's fixed...
Enya breathed a sigh of relief as Mati said she wouldn't harm Hesper. Enya was still releaved though when Hesper returned to her. Soon after that, Mati lifted Enya up in a bundle. She clutched Hesper tightly as her feet left the ground. Her heart raced and her stomach flipped. Wolves were always meant to have something under their feet! Not being in control of where she was going made Enya feel helpless. She began to struggle, she had to get her feet back on the ground, even if it meant she had to drag herself all the way.
Enya wasn't evan capable of communicating with Mati. How was she to tell the wolfess to put her down if she could not write on the ground. Desperately she opened her mouth and tried to speak, but as always all she could do was rasp. Tears came to her eyes as she was overwhelmed with sorrow. Self-pity. She wished she had a home. A family. Food. Water. Luxury. That's what she really craved for - luxury. Not power - no, definitely now power. Power meant having to have other animals to have power over. Enya was not exactly the most sociable wolf.
Socialising meant having to understand and care about other's emotions. It meant having to be empathic - and usuallly other's expected you to look into their eyes. Enya wasn't comfortable with any of that - she would be contnet with just living a life of luxury. It was her dream. If she lived in luxury she would have all the food and all the water that she wanted. A home of her own... Enya stopped struggling and put her head back, closing her eyes and relaxing. She pictured the life she would live one day and of course, Hesper as well.
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