Shattered Coast
It was warm, the type of warmth that wrapped itself around you and made it hard to breath. She wished to grow gills, hoping to convert the moisture that hung in the air into oxygen. It stuck to her fur, and made every movement tiresome and full of effort. It was odd, like the weather had changed so quickly with a viscous vengeance. Summer had not forgotten the comfort of spring, and Anu knew it was a jealous season, sweeping in with a horrible intolerance. The small Crimson Dreams wolfess wandered outside of the boarders, early morning and with a very little on her mind. She walked eastward, paying little attention to the changing scenery. Fears had dwindled, and she no longer spent nights patrolling the boarder in search of a shadowed wolf. She slept well at night, dreams filled with promises and wished. Anu woke smiling some mornings, alone in her small room of the pack’s Manor. But as she trod softly on the sticky summer grass her mind drifted only softly along tedious and easy thoughts, neither bringing a smile or frown.
Then it came, the brewing clouds could hold their creation no more. It spilled over their pillow like bodies and fell to the ground. The rain flowed in sheets, covering and soaking her thin fragile form in an instant. The wolfess looked up, squinting at the water that pierced her eyes. Ears fell to her head, and the called of raindrops hitting leaves and then dashing towards the ground filled her mind. It quieted her heart, hushed her thoughts and left her empty. She smiled. The sensation of humidity no longer suffocating her. She could breath in the summer storm. It covered her, outlining her body in a halo of light. Creation was in the rain, a violent downpour that brought life to all that possessed it. But as violent as the gift was given, it was absorbed slowly and gently into the earth, and when full ran with a graceful ease into the rivers and lakes. Anu stood still under its gracious hand, feeling as thankful for it as the thirsty world was. It was washed away; as the hand of life caressed her with drop after drop she felt it all just wash away.