Wild Berry Meadow full dark no stars

vuk had grown somewhat accustomed to the new roundness that weighted her, but even as her sides swelled, the angularity of her already-slim body began to stand out. she managed to hunt sometimes, but most often scavenged, eating whatever she could find, even to the rotting carcass of a fox, which she promptly vomited up. the thought of the ridge drew her, the ridge with its protection and its filled caches, her small warm den shared with kind illea, but the memory of taggarik's harsh words in their even tone came to her, and she kept the former packland at her back.

today a rainstorm rose up and seized the girl in its grasp -- she shrank beneath a clump of berry bushes but their small leaves did little to keep the deluge from soaking her through and through. 

vuk wept.