[AW] He Swipes Seashells by the Seashore
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Io Lifted her head up when Darkness appeared. 'Mhhh' she hummed, opening her mouth and letting herself swallow them, she knew better than to eschew good help. If Mama could see me now, Io thought as she closed her eyes. The coy dog's eyes darted open as she smelt a familiar scent. She let out a sorry howl , most probably more of a whine, hoping that it would be heard. Her silver eyes moved towards the male, 'Wolf, you better stand up'. Her maw flashed a sly smile.

A small hybrid male appear from the shadows growling, sky blue eyes glowing. 'Mama?' he questioned worriedly before sendin another fearsome growl up into the air. 'What have you done to her?!' The grey and white male shook mentally, clearly in panic over his dear mother.

He stalked forward more, the same deep constant rumbling erupting from his chest. 'Sara', Io coughed, stabling her fore legs and moving into a sloppy sitting position, legs still stuck in a lying position. Though berries would not be enough to keep her up for very long, her legs collapsed before her and she gave up her valiant effort to sit. The beast had helped her but she simply did not have the effort to stop him from getting the wrong idea. If the males fought the beast would clearly win, Sara was not a fighter, he was a slave.


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