It took the fae sometime before she finally picked up her dead pup. She’d bury him somewhere that she could visit him. It was breaking her heart that he wasn’t able to make it the world she was in. Her heart was shattering and as she went to walk the two pups that did make it started to follow, only stopping when she growled at them to stay put. She began to climb up the slope that she had descended not many hours ago. The little lad dangled from her mouth and swayed lifelessly. Her emerald eyes changing to a soft olive as tears pooled in them. He would have been a strong boy and he would have done her proud, but instead their gods took him from her and she’d make sure they paid.
She took careful steps up the slope and looked out to the ocean, the rocks below her we're jagged and the unrelenting waves made them seem like a death trap. She hoped her other two did as she told them and were staying put in the cave. Her legs were wobbly and she stumbled slightly after having just gone through her first labor. Her body was weak, but she couldn’t keep her little man there with her any longer. She needed to move on and get to raising the two living ones.
Her body lurched suddenly as her paws slid out from under her. Her stomach slamming hard onto the rocks and she hissed out a curse. She managed to keep a grip on the small male pup hanging from her mouth, but she knew she needed to be careful or she’d drop him. Her body was slowly losing all the strength it had in it. It needed rest that she wasn’t going to give it just yet. With shaking legs she slowly stood up and continued up the slope. Her body yelling at her to stop and rest but she just kept pushing through it. She was a stubborn one to say the least. As she rounded a bend she jerked back in terror seeing someone at the top of the hill. Her mind wasn’t reacting right as her hind paws slipped out from under her and her body fell backwards. Right towards the edge of the tiny trail she was walking up. Her stomach hit the edge causing her to gasp and open her mouth. With more terror she watched her tiny pup fall towards the jagged rocks.
“NO” she screamed out and attempted to snap her jaws at him, scrambling to her pads and reaching with all her might. When she heard his tiny frame crunch against the rocks below her she couldn’t help but let tears start falling again. Her head hung low and her mind thought of dark things. She was a failure, she couldn’t even keep him safe in the afterlife. How would she protect her to tiny pups to begin with? Her front paw lifted and clawed at the air in front of her. It wouldn't be hard for her to just walk right off the cliff, it’s what she deserved. She whimpered and set her paw back down, her body collapsing onto the hard rocks and she just let out tiny whimpers as she watched the waves attempt to reach for her tiny pup, the one that never got a chance at life, the one she wasn’t able to save.