This past season had been hell on her mind and body. She had gotten a bit of a crush on one boy, and well, things had gotten a bit out of hand. Then well. She was raped. Yes, her world had gone from ultra-quiet to well, a mush of crazy things. So, when she had first noticed the signs of her being pregnant, she freaked. She had gone into hiding in the depts. Of the forest in the pack land. She was terrified that the young she carried was sired by the monster who had raped her. And figure, he was black as night, and red. He reminded her of Tobias, the monster who had killed her little sister when they were just pups. Sekera was determined to keep herself away from the monster who raped her, and whatever pups she had, too. Although she had yet to find Rupture, and that made her feel bad.

She didn’t want him to think that she just up and disappeared, after all, she had started to like him and that had led to them getting out of control. In her heart, she prayed that the pups would belong to him, not the other. The spring weather felt great on her swollen sides. She was such a small, dainty thing that she felt lopsided and awkward as she waddled around the pack land pregnant. She didn’t bother anyone for food or help. She had learned young how to fish by herself, and that had kept her fed pretty well throughout her pregnancy.

Today she was hidden in the forest, she had found a small clearing that she had slowly brought the fallen branches too, making a cushioned bed for herself to lay down on. She had been fiddling with it for days, and she was pacing, constantly. When she wasn’t she was in pain, and it was wearing her down. She wasn’t sure what the little pains meant but it was driving her wild. But that was until the sharpest pain struck. It was as if someone had taken a belt and cinched it around her waist, she yelped, a whine following the yelp. She moved slowly back to the bed she had made, laying down, she resisted the urge to curl into a ball, for when she tried just a bit, she felt the pain increase.

It was an everlasting pain before her muscles moved on their own, contracting in such a way that she had no option but to push, and it was only a few minutes until the white and red pup lay behind her. She bent, cleaning at the red and white speckled child. She used her teeth to gingerly grasp the fur on the child, moving it closer to her body.

The little white and red girl began searching through the long white fur on her mother’s belly, searching for a teet to begin nursing. It encouraged more contractions to course through Sekera’s body. It seemed as if the process for the second child was taking much, much longer than the process of the first girl. Sekera could not understand what was wrong, but it was driving her crazy. Finally, it seemed like nearly an hour later, the cream and white form of a second daughter emerged and she began cleaning that one in the same way, moving the child closer to her sibling and watching them. She occasionally cleaned them, encouraging them to nurse more. She was in such a blissful state, that she forgot about the pain she had experienced, until she tried to shift her body just slightly, and she whined, panting slightly more than before as she felt as if she was on fire. Oh. Why hadn’t she gone to find rupture?!