@Astara ! Its OK if its a quickie
In the weeks following the pack meeting Galena could think nothing else of home. Her mothers and sister, united by a common goal but safe and loved in each others embrace. A unit of sisterhood, a palace to worship women and the miracle only they could perform: birth. Galena had seen plenty of that, surrounded by it since she was old enough to remember. Small responsibilities were placed upon the children... gather food from a cache, bring moss soaked in water, clean the den site... but the older she grew the more she learned. She apprenticed under the midwife — assisted in many pregnancies and child rearing. Procreation is the way forward, her Reverend mother would tell her, it is evolution. It is in our hands.
In the end, another was chosen from Galena's bloodline to continue the pursuit of an unobtainable dream, but the teachings were still deeply welded in the confines of her heart. Astara's scent pulled her in and deigned her to care and provide, as she had the many women before. A fat hare hung limp from her jaws, freshly killed. The dark mother would hide to den, soon, Galena knew... but where was her nest? It took some tracking but eventually the storm cloud happened upon Astara's rare trail and followed it, arriving at the dark queen wherever she may be.
In the weeks following the pack meeting Galena could think nothing else of home. Her mothers and sister, united by a common goal but safe and loved in each others embrace. A unit of sisterhood, a palace to worship women and the miracle only they could perform: birth. Galena had seen plenty of that, surrounded by it since she was old enough to remember. Small responsibilities were placed upon the children... gather food from a cache, bring moss soaked in water, clean the den site... but the older she grew the more she learned. She apprenticed under the midwife — assisted in many pregnancies and child rearing. Procreation is the way forward, her Reverend mother would tell her, it is evolution. It is in our hands.
In the end, another was chosen from Galena's bloodline to continue the pursuit of an unobtainable dream, but the teachings were still deeply welded in the confines of her heart. Astara's scent pulled her in and deigned her to care and provide, as she had the many women before. A fat hare hung limp from her jaws, freshly killed. The dark mother would hide to den, soon, Galena knew... but where was her nest? It took some tracking but eventually the storm cloud happened upon Astara's rare trail and followed it, arriving at the dark queen wherever she may be.
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Night Shift - by Galena - May 07, 2020, 11:21 PM
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