Midnight gazers watched with apathetic emotion as her so called lover wandered away. His figure disappearing in the direction from whence they had came, Romance River. Her fiery fur was beginning to burn in the rising sun, but she felt nothing. She was fool for believing love to be that easy. She wasn’t rapped but had been taken advantage of in an inadvertent way. She had misjudged the brute and his true intentions because she was too fucked in the head to realize what he was. She ought to have known better, but she had no interactions with males other than Marx. And he never taught he about love, she knew sparring and spying. She knew how to cover her emotions and her intentions, but would that be enough to shield Marx from her failure..?

Nova rose to her paws and began to walk blindly to Abendrot. The catcalls of lone wolfess’ echoed in her ears and their moans of pleasure racked her brain with torture. She had felt nothing. It was only the motion, the act of seeding her. That’s what he had done. He had bequeathed his seed into her and she had willingly allowed it. Stupid, stupid girl! Nova growled to herself, how could she have fallen this far so quickly. She wanted to rip the seed from herself, but the seed had become her progeny as much as it was his...

Darkness soon began to envelope her, the setting sun was fading under the horizon. She welcomed its cold and dark embrace. It would cover her swelling stomach from prying eyes. Her figure hadn’t changed much, but she felt the growth within her and she was terrified, though she hid it well. Her facade was easily covered with a copy Marx’s stoic mask. She lacked the emotion to care, but every fiber of her cried to be the mother she was going to be. She pushed down her emotion sped up into a slow canter. She felt her speed diminishing as she neared the border or Abendrot, though it was not because she feared to cross… She was tired, she was heavy and emotionally drained. She looked up at the scarred tree’s, Kershov’s claws had ripped magnificent art into the tree’s bark. She smirked and proceeded to cross over. Nova bathed in the scents of her pack, she rubbed her sides against the tree’s removing any signs of her previous experience and sign of the pups growing within her.

Nova padded quietly through the brush hoping to find a small shelter within the borders. She succeeded in finding a hollow shrub and she cleared the dead branches within quickly. Nova padded into the entrance and laid down. Her crown rested on her paws as she stared up into the night sky. The stars flickered brightly in the night sky and the moon lit her fiery fur with a eerie faded glow.