Title: pack
Disclaimer: not my characters; just for fun.
Warnings: takes place just after they find Cheza
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 200
Point of view: third
This one watches them, her pack of strays, wondering what has led them to this. Four wolves that did well alone, brought together, clinging to each other as the world tries to tear them apart.
Kiba, this one's chosen, the wolf that woke this one up—so brave a wolf. He will be sad when this one goes.
Tsume, so proud, so strong, so broken inside, where this one cannot heal him. If he would let his pack in, they could—but he is so wary of again trusting that much.
And Hige, the jokester, so thoughtful, so knowing. This one basks in his presence, like sunlight.
Toboe, the hopeful pup—so sweet. He does not yet know the world. It will mark young Toboe before long. He will need his pack to lift him when reality beats him down.
This one watches her pack—four wolves and one flower maiden, on the way to Paradise, humans and hunters and a war at their back.
This one knows she will not see her garden. She is content, because her wolves, her brothers and her love, will.
This one sits in sunlight, her pack stretched out around her, and she dreams.