Perhaps changed most of all out of all of the packs is this place. It was stripped out of its forested home and now instead lays at the edge of an ocean. The vast sparkling eternity of the water lays to the south of the land, while the rest of the land is made of rocky outjuttings. Gone are the trees, and all that remains for greenery are the short shrubs that dot the paths in the rock, and the moss that grows thanks to the spray of the waves. Further toward the shore, barnacles are a plenty, and look to cut the pads of those who slip on the wet surface. These extend out into the water itself, and the tough land has multiple caverns scraped into it, providing ample dens for the wolves that live there. Depending on the tide, however, the lower caverns may flood, and the vicious swirling water may prove to be dangerous as there is a strong undertide ready to pull unsuspecting swimmers to their doom. Even the tide itself is powerful enough to push intruders against one cliff or another. The ocean does provide, however, plenty of food for those who brave the waters - there are many breeds of seals and sea lions, though the males that protect each of these are vicious and territorial. There are also turtles that come ashore to breed and to lay their eggs - both the adults and the eggs themselves can provide sustenance to the wolves. But they must take care - the water is deep enough to allow sharks to come to shore from the depths below. Those unwilling to venture the waves or wet their paws with the moist sand of the shore can find snakes and hares in the rocky outcroppings, but they must beware the Komodo dragon and other monitor lizards that perch upon the shore - they are swift and move in groups, not to mention they carry venom in their bite that causes immense pain, paralysis, and prevents blood clotting. This is not the land for the weak of heart or the weak at all really. This is Uyaraut - ‘The Diamond in the Rough’.


False Goddess *Birthing & Kershov*

☁Her bone structure screams “Touch her Touch Her” and she’s got the curse of curves.☁

It had been a few weeks since Atakask was escorted to Uyaurant by the Alpha. She has spent most of her time searching through the land looking for a place to birth her pups. She managed to find a rocky path a day or so ago and each day her stomach was tightening and she knew the little ones inside of her were wanting to come out. As her nimble paws started down this slope, she hoped that there was at least one cave that she could make her own and have her pups in safety. Back on her island she had helped many dams through their births and she didn’t really fear hers. She hoped that they would be boys so that she could train them to warriors like her. Though if she had a girl it wouldn’t be so bad. Others would fawn over her and she’d be treated right, hopefully. Atakask’s paw slipped slightly, but the nimble fae caught her balance ellegantly and even though her stomach had now swollen more, she still knew how to be light on her feet. The slope seemed to be continuing to become more and more steep, but she didn’t care.

As the grey Goddess continued around one of the bends, she spotted just what she had been looking for. A cave large enough for her to slip into and have her pups, but also tucked away enough to not be bothered. She slipped silently into the cave and smiled as they didn’t have anyone to chase out. She sighed softly and walked until the cave ended. Laying down and pressing her back against the wall. She sighed and felt the small beasts inside of her starting to moving. She grunted and didn’t want to deal with the small ones pushing inside of her. Then she cried out in pain before she felt her body starting to push the little suckers out. She growled at them as one finally crowned and came out. She reached down to grab the little one, but when she went to pull the small thing to her, she noticed he wasn’t moving. He was a cream based boy with jagged onyx spots that faded to grey on the edges. He wouldn’t breath no matter how hard she shook him, or licked him, he wouldn’t move. A mournful howl just as another pup pushed out of her.

She reached down hoping that she wouldn’t have found another still pup, but this time it was a breathing healthy boy. He looked like her with his creamy coat was spliced with the normal russian markings and then deep onyx that cut over his left front and back down his right hind side. He was beautiful and she whimpered wishing both her children would be able to run around and play together, but unfortunately she wouldn’t get that. Her stomach settled for a few minutes as she cleaned her dear little boy. “I will name you Nootaikok, you will be the God of Icebergs, Many will fear you.” She said and whimpered as she pulled the two closer to her. The healthy alive pup was whimpering and attempting to find her nipples to begin feeding, but her little heart was broken over the little male between her paws. She whimpered again, but as she did her stomach cinched again and she cried out as she began to push again.

When the pushing stopped a little fae popped out and she felt her heart ping. The creature looked to be a spitting image of their father. She gently reached down and pulled the small black and white female to her. Gently licking the small one until it whined and wiggled towards her nipples as well to feed. “You shall be my Yura. The one who is beautiful.” She said before looking down at the small male still not moving between her paws. She nuzzled him before laying her head down on his, gently trying to get it him to breath. After a few minutes she let out a mournful howl and tucked him against her. The warrior in her started to claw its way out. If anyone came near her pups, she would slice them to bits.

☁You’re making something out of nothing, and jealousy is the cousin, cousin of greed.☁

♍ Temptress ♍ No Mate ♍ Wolf of Uyaraut ♍ 569 words ♍


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