Post by Moonstar on Dec 21, 2018 21:21:30 GMT -5
TASHA
“No. Not this. I can barely care for myself!”
The impossible had happened. Tasha was pregnant. She didn’t even know who the male who was the father of her pups was! The thin, frail female had been sick since the morning, and her body hurt, and damn, she hadn’t even wanted it. But she was going to be a mother...
These would be her pups, she’d have to take care of them. She padded by the rushing river. A thin layer of ice lay across the top, and it was snowing lightly. The clouds were getting darker, and the sun was probably setting by now. Tasha looked into the river. She could tell there were fish swimming underneath, and she could probably break the ice. The female hadn’t fished much before, but she’d seen the way bears did it. Might as well try...
Tasha put a paw on the ice and pressed just enough to break a large hole in the ice. Cracks spiderwebbed away from it, and she poked her nose in and snapped for a fish just as one swam into her jaws. Thank god, cause that was probably the only food she’d be able to eat for a while, unless a pack found her. But, she didn’t know any pack wolves...
Maybe, if she was found, she’d go with them. Perhaps they’d be kind, and let her stay. Her pups could have the possibility of a good life in a kind pack... and at that thought she shook her head.
“I wouldn’t be accepted into a pack. There’s no way! I can’t really do anything to help them, and why would they even want me?”
Her thoughts were brutal, but she laid in the snow, gnawing on the cold, scaly fish. She didn’t particularly like the outside texture, but the meat inside tasted good. And now, she’d wait, and rest.
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Notes: I’d like a nice wolf to come along who may be able to convince her to go with them, but throw anyone at her.