Silvertip Mountain However long you stay is all that I am

This makes 10! I'll archive it

The soft squeeze helped her body maintain its rhythm and she found the breathing came to her gradually. It was going to be a hard process, growing up, and even grown up life would never be particularly easy for her. Little June, at least she had her protector could look out for her. Right now he was saving her from the unknown that she had slipped close to once or twice. The slim veil between unconsciousness and death grew ever thicker while he was near her, protecting her, keeping the grim reaper at bay with his paws.

The two siblings, whose journey to life had been hard and difficult, slept curled up together. Relying upon each other in a way that was only natural for them.