Brief TW for violence, birthing, animal death, ect. Nothing more than Warriors or Wings Of Fire I would say but be aware. - - - - - - Swift Melody had been flying for days. There was no sign of him. Dark Chase...her only love. She would have her pup tonight. But her mate had disappeared without a trace. She´d have to do this herself. The wolfdove landed in a clearing near the Canines´ territory. The offspring would go to The Pack. She´d be fine. Her belly ached suddenly. It was time. Swift Melody felt it ripple down her chest and stomach, making her eyes close with pain. It was a pounding, and a desperate blaze of fighting. She felt her wings flapping madly as if she was attempting to take flight. And then it stopped. Her belly felt like it was still burning, but a tiny wolf pup was curled on a leaf near her, feathers scattered on the ground. /My Pup. You survived./ What would she name her? The clouds above the pair parted, moonlight gleaming on the pup´s fur. That´s what she would call her. Silver Light. Swift Melody had to go. That was life as a Lone Wolf. She would be alright. The pup would be taken by The Pack, and be raised there. The wolfdove would always remember her pup. Silver Light. Her first and her only. Her love.
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