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For the briefest of moments, hardly lingering on a second beat of her heart Anu felt that she would rather lie to the young wolf then speak the harmful truth. The she-wolf knew it was wrong, and so it was banished as quickly as it came. Anu felt a shame come to her for even thinking of it, a preacher of the honor in the truth. Just the thought of lying almost suffocated her from speaking another word. If anything, the pup deserved the truth and to know that her mother had been so brave that she had traveled far and through such suffering just to bring her loved one to the borders of a safe haven.
A young wolf knew of death just as any creature did. They killed to survive and they died when they could not, though the life around them tended to perish far more quickly and often. The food they ate, the birds and insects, the foliage and plants. Death was a shadowed that followed them, and at times such as this it towered over them. It was impossible to keep it at arm’s length now.
Anu shook her head lightly, her look of comfort and support returning. No Blaise. Your mother will not be joining us here. She inhaled, chest hurting at the truth that came with the following exhale. She was very sick, you knew that yes? Anu paused, allowing the memory to return to the puppy. Blue eyes blinked, heating with the threat of tears. Before we could find her and help, she passed away. Her illness was too much, and she died. Anu then fell to silence, suddenly ready for the girl’s reaction.
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