Kean was laying there, dream repeating over and over. The remnant of her past was constantly flitting around her mind, aware she was alone. The pups had most likely died, because she'd been depriving herself of food and water. But there was always a faint twist in her stomach, something quivering.
As Kean continued her endless nightmare, the dream world was disturbed by another presence. The sky shattered into millions of pieces like glass, the sound of a voice emanating from the sky. Her sense were muddled yet awake as her pale blue eyes slowly opened. [b] Travis. Is it you? [/b] It looked like Travis at first, but her heart dropped as she realized the pelt was black. She swatted the paw away grumpily. She wasn't in the best mood. [b] Of course I can see your paw. [/b]
Mateless || Packless || Pups: Unknown || Vixen || Adult
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