The brute had scrambled backwards and out of her way, his tail between his hind legs, even as she said her own fearful words, begging him not to hurt her. Me… hurt you… how low do you think I am! You – you’re pregnant for goodness sakes! Ju – just go away! All girls a-are vicious and u – use m – me! I’m done being a tool or a piece in their sick games! She winced and trembled at his words, shuddering again and whimpering. Perhaps this was just a ploy to get her to think he would not hurt her, to attempt to get her to trust him. But she was done with trusting others, especially brutes. Her father, Lycaon, who had adopted her, had decided to be with an ess who had caused Apollonia to fall from a cliff. And then he had risked his life for the pack but left her alone when he had lost, not returning to her. So Apollonia had found another… Harries. And he had utterly ruined her. He had stolen her innocence, broken her body, and placed himself inside of her. The pups were to come soon, any day now, and they would always remind her of him. Of the foul events that he had acted upon her. Of how stupid and naïve she had been to fall for another. But the pups would come to be her lifeline, her one point in life. She would protect them from the evil world that existed around them no matter what.
Backing away from the hunkered brute, she let loose a small growl. “Your words will not fool me, how dare you even say such things! I did not climb up upon myself and get myself pregnant. I did not tell myself sweet nothings. I did not rape myself. I did not bite myself nor hurt myself, nor tore my own pelt. If it is femmes who are so evil, then why is it that it is a brute did this to me! I know only too well the truth of it all, and the words you speak are only too false.” Turning, she began to amble away as fast and her swollen form would allow. But the sound of crunching had her spin around, thinking he was coming after her, but instead he had crawled out of the blossoms and into the ashen half of the field. Go on! I’m out of your way! His vocals were loud and harsh and she bit back a yelp. Curling her tail, she turned away from him again. “No… I’ll get out of your way…” Perhaps he would hear her whispered words should the wind carry them to his auds, but perhaps not.
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Time had passed and her womb was empty of its parasites. Their growth had taken a toll on her young frame. Most vargs were adults when they were bred and gave birth, but she was still but a teen. Her sides were hollowed out now, her skin a bit wrinkled from her weight loss. Her two pups were sleeping soundly under the watchful eye of one of her friends, for she needed a break before their next feeding. It was the first time that she had left the packlands since she had given birth. Zorion was likely following her, his ever watchful eye no doubt upon her even now, but she didn’t care. She just needed to stretch her legs. For once, she had no fear of running into Harries – he would not risk the survival of his pups just to injure her. It had become clear to her finally that he wanted them for whatever plans he had. What drew Apollonia back to the fields, she did not know entirely, but she was drawn there. As before, there was a clear, dividing line between the blossoms and the ashes. Carefully, she made her way to the blossoms without touching the ashes, almost as if she thought they would poison her…
{Apollonia} :: {Female} :: {Mother to Clementine and Bowen} :: {Teen} :: {Loveless} :: {Cold Summers}
table & picture by souleh
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