Porcupine Ridge thinner

so much had happened in her frail life; vuk did not know how she found the strength to pull the pallid, blood-streaked bundle toward her. terich went ignored for the moment; she was focused on cleaning away the caul that bound the tiny muzzle. the child continued to cry during all of this, until the girl gingerly, painfully pulled away from the velveteen heap of small corpses that comprised the rest of her litter, and brought him to her belly to suckle.

she squeezed her eyes shut at the first sharp twinge, but when the milk released, a feeling of contentment quite out of place given her settings enveloped the wolfess, and she looked to terich now. vuk said nothing, but motioned him closer, tears of delight, exhaustion, and grief running silently down her cheeks.