Firefly Ravine how light carries on endlessly, even after death

Tag for visibility. Feel free to reply reactions. Will archive after a week or so. Back dated to the night before last.

The last several days had taken a toll on the young puppy. Most days she’s quiet, tired, dehydrated, and hungry. Often, she’d get too tired to eat and fall asleep before her belly is full enough for enough nutrients, @Chusi easily doubling in size before their eyes while Sao wastes away. The last several hours, however, she’s felt a heat that’s different from the wiggling body next to her and the source of her food. A heat that is uncomfortable, something that pulls her away from her normal source of warmth, and, lastly, the crying. Something isn’t right and the young puppy, barely able to see and hear, has no way to get the message across by any other means than crying.

Between the heat and the screams, however, she’d wandered a foot or so—and @Sen hadn’t brought her back close—so she could feel the cool breeze outside the mouth of the den. Little does she realize the moon, fuller each night, illuminates the entrance enough to brighten her spot underground. Late in the night, the others sleeping, young Sao whimpers and cries softly. Occasionally she’d get a sleepy kick to try and keep quiet but the burning slowly became unbearable as the night begins. The fever, undetected by her mother, is the only thing open to the rest of the world. 

A shadowy figure of a thinned out coyote hovers the den, curious by noises coming from within. Her eyes are closed and she doesn’t noticed the moonlight disappearing, rolling over and panting with tiny teeth exposed that have slowly been coming in. Before she knows it, however, she’s snatched up by the scruff and carried away, crying and squealing as the coyote bounds away from danger and out of the ravine.