Snow dipped paws padded silently away from that hell hole. Everything she had ever wanted was currently long gone, all she had was the two limp, whimpering things in her mouth. Their scruffs clashed, black on russet brindle, as they hung from her maw. Their eyes had opened weeks ago, but it wasn’t until now that she could take them away. Their feeding habits were switching over to meat that she had previously chewed up for them. She at least had the mind and heart to do that much. But now, with pups being of age she could get rid of them. The first one to go was Vestige, Nova Prospekt didn’t know where she would leave them, but when she found a reasonable spot she would know. For as much as she hated it, she did have a mothering instinct that she couldn’t help but follow. Her surroundings were changing from the dirt plains of the dens to a grassy knoll. She changing and traversing territory into Blossom Field. As she crossed into snow laden area, where grass could be found in the spring she began to dig out a hole under the roots of a tree. She was not so far from Spring Grounds, maybe someone will find him, and take him under their wing… he’ll have a better life without me. That was all the young mother could tell herself. That was the only way to reason with her instincts, she just wanted to go back to her old life in Abendrot. She wanted to see Azula or Marx, hell she would take talking to the Queen again!

After a few hours of digging the den was complete. It was a shallow hole, but still deep enough to keep the pup warm if he was smart enough to stay inside. The little brindle pup sat aimlessly to the side, her tiny blue pools scanning the horizon, oblivious to the motions around her. Vestige whimpered quietly as Nova set him down into the hole. Her snowy paws were covered in mud. Sweetheart, Vestige, you need to stay here. Okay..? Just stay here. The little bruteling just nodded his head, he had no inkling of the true meaning behind this little fort. Nova packed mud at the front of the den, to help prevent him from leaving. Maybe one day you’ll forgive me… The boy cocked his head to the side, confused. Nova sat by his side until the little pup slept. Her lithe figure drifted away with the last remaining pup, Affinity. There was no going back.