Thunder's Fright
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The pout was ignored as Amy settled down more comfortably, eating her meal. She wasn't out for the pup's comfort. The one to benefit from what she did was herself, and only herself. The pup would work for her, and benefit her. Whether or not the pup was happy with her actions was beside the point. She finished a few strips, looking down to see Kohaku tearing at the offered piece with ferocity. He must have been more hungry than she realized. Amy pulled out a few more strips, a pile that equivocated to a gopher for him to eat. Hopefully that would satisfy his stomach. She didn't have anything else for him to eat after all. Her body had stopped producing milk a month ago after all, finally accepting that there were no pups to suckle.

The fire was a comforting flicker before her. Amy couldn't see the walls of the cavern she had found herself in, much larger than she had expected, leaving her with a circle of light to ward off what else might be down there. The storm hadn't quite broken yet, reminding them of it's presence with an extra loud clap of thunder. It sounded like it was right in the room with them. Amy's ears flinched, pinning down against the intrusion. Her ears had grown more sensitive to such events after the stupid pack medic had tried to make her grow deaf. Even when Amy herself was calm she couldn't help the slight reactions she held, ears twitching back when she'd rather they stayed still. It passed though, her ears returning to how they were supposed to be.


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