March 28, 2025, 08:34 PM
(This post was last modified: March 28, 2025, 08:35 PM by Moon Runner.)
Moon Runner could see the gentle expression of mother-to-be and parsed what it meant to share this vulnerable moment. There was trust and rapport between them. Something rare in life… and something the young wolf did not take for granted.
Ah - but she had something to show Cloud Dancer!
Moon Runner leaned against Wealda and melted to the ground until she was rolled over with her belly exposed.
Perhaps it was hormones in the air, or the parallel pregnancies of Waterstone and Cloud Dancer, that had caused Moon Runner’s body to be tricked into a silent menarche and false pregnancy. The fur on her belly had begun to thin. Soon, milk would come in to nurse Winsook’s children. Her identity, forever Treow -- caretaker.
Nature had secret gambits to fight against the hardships of wild life. To give a pack’s newborns assurances of survival. It wasn’t about the individual – but the collective. And to Winsook she gave her body and soul.
Ah - but she had something to show Cloud Dancer!
Moon Runner leaned against Wealda and melted to the ground until she was rolled over with her belly exposed.
Perhaps it was hormones in the air, or the parallel pregnancies of Waterstone and Cloud Dancer, that had caused Moon Runner’s body to be tricked into a silent menarche and false pregnancy. The fur on her belly had begun to thin. Soon, milk would come in to nurse Winsook’s children. Her identity, forever Treow -- caretaker.
Nature had secret gambits to fight against the hardships of wild life. To give a pack’s newborns assurances of survival. It wasn’t about the individual – but the collective. And to Winsook she gave her body and soul.
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