02-16-2012, 08:12 PM
Alternate Universe. Amy's litter with Angel has survived. There's Lilith, who looks like a golden coyote. Arianne, frame of a coyote with floppy dog ears, brown coat, sandy muzzle and black paws. Pure black Douglas, looks like a dog. Gabriel, coyote ears and a feathered tail, dark brown coat with golden splashes.
Amy was nestled in secui form in the back of her wagon. Her four small bundles of fur tumbled around, fighting for the best position. She didn't interfere, already beginning to foster the competitive spirit that her family held. There would be no helping them. Everything they gained in life would be earned by them, and them alone. Even if Amy allowed them to travel with her and help with the trade, Amy expected them to find their own tasks, or be considered little more than employees. Never slaves, as the Sunders name was too proud to suffer such a disgrace. They would never be treated as family until they earned their place though.
Douglas had managed to squash his two sisters, keeping them from the favorite teat. Gabriel had taken advantage of Douglas' distraction however, and had managed to get to it before his larger brother. A gentle laugh ran through Amy. She loved them, she did. Amy would never say such a thing, but they were her flesh and blood, and so precious to her. Leaning down she licked Gabriel's head tenderly, heaping all the praise she could onto the pup, still too young to understand words. The rest of the pups soon had their own teats, and each one was lavishly bathed. Sighing with contentment Amy relaxed into the furs.
Amy was nestled in secui form in the back of her wagon. Her four small bundles of fur tumbled around, fighting for the best position. She didn't interfere, already beginning to foster the competitive spirit that her family held. There would be no helping them. Everything they gained in life would be earned by them, and them alone. Even if Amy allowed them to travel with her and help with the trade, Amy expected them to find their own tasks, or be considered little more than employees. Never slaves, as the Sunders name was too proud to suffer such a disgrace. They would never be treated as family until they earned their place though.
Douglas had managed to squash his two sisters, keeping them from the favorite teat. Gabriel had taken advantage of Douglas' distraction however, and had managed to get to it before his larger brother. A gentle laugh ran through Amy. She loved them, she did. Amy would never say such a thing, but they were her flesh and blood, and so precious to her. Leaning down she licked Gabriel's head tenderly, heaping all the praise she could onto the pup, still too young to understand words. The rest of the pups soon had their own teats, and each one was lavishly bathed. Sighing with contentment Amy relaxed into the furs.