She was unaware of the feline that loomed over her with the cold, gold eyes of a predator. Unnoticed too was the help she had hoped for. All she knew was a profound sorrow that something was not right with her mother, and she was helpless to do anything about it. Soon, vibrations on the ground have the little golden pup roused and she moves blindly into her mother's stomach, feeling paws brush a little harshly against her back. A small taste of the thing called pain, and a raise of alarm sees the two-day-old screech out and lurch away from the paws, rolling onto her belly just as Daenerys steps back to retrieve her. With a bit of a squirm, and a whimper of surprise, the tiny girl stiffens finally to ride in the pair of jaws. It took realizing they did not crush her to make her finally take this primitive posture of being carried.

When the golden puppy was set down, she sniffs around in the grass, wondering about her new surroundings and the creature who carried her to such unfamiliar places. Her paws were cold, mouth cold, almost to the point of being numb - even despite the heat of the world around her. She had been tucked away in a shaded place, nearly eaten by a bobcat, and rescued by an alpha all in the same day. But, even though she wasn't aware of who had rescued her, she would always be grateful. Being nudged until she was unbalanced was not fun for the tiny Freyja, a small growl of protest leaving her lips before the comfort of warm breath had her going limp in the grass. The press of a cold nose on her chest made her body curl around the muzzle of the wolf who nuzzled her. Instinctively, she began to bite at the invading force, her paws weakly pushing against the lower jaw of Daenerys, little barks of infant laughter escaping as the short whiskers of the other wolf tickle against her chest.

This time there was no squirming as the wolf picked her up, only the stiffening of her body as they made their way toward what would become home to the little golden baby in the Mountain Queen's jaws. Fortune smiles on Freyja this day, though she is not aware of it, life was to be hers.

zero - female - en route to spirane