Hi guys! Sorry, Redfox is resting so I'll update the story she just had to write, she's feeling a bit better but she's still fighting the pain I'm afraid, at least the headaches have stopped. *sighs* Thank you all kindly for your wishes and 'get well's :) I informed her of course and she was happier, she said to give you all hugs. I'm sorry if this chapter I'm about to update will be sad, Redfox herself almost cried while writing this you'll see soon why.

Happy reading anyhow! Enjoy!

Big, Grey World

Black tired eyes looked up at the blonde familiar woman she had come to know so well during her years of life until now, who had cared, fed and played with her. Her grey eyes, or she suspected she had a different eye color, were puffy, liquid dropping from them, sliding down her cheeks.

She had watched as Winry crumbled and fell repeatedly, mainly when she was still very small and the two boys she had gotten to know well too, Ed and Al, had to leave. Why? She didn't know, she just knew they smelled different yet the same every time they visited.

The scent of blood and metal was almost always on them, then a more mellow scent, comforting was on them too, something very familiar, a sort of spicy, exotic scent as well, perhaps due to traveling to all sorts of places and their mixed diet, she didn't know.

Whenever Winry would see them, she would smell so happy, gone were the waves of sadness she always sensed from her whenever the two males weren't there, especially Ed.

Each person had a distinctive scent on them, if another one liked it a lot and found it comforting they would be mates, at least in her world it would be like that. She had long since known that Edward was Winry's mate even before they themselves did, she supposed Granny Pinako did too.

Pinako would always sit with her by the veranda, watching how the two boys with the familiar scents would walk away and the smell of tears and sadness would return once again. She had tried to cheer Winry up as best as she could, but there was only so much someone like her could do, given that she didn't understand her language.

She had been angry and guarded when men dark clothing came, all grey of course, trying to approach the house, she had tried to defend her territory but Pinako had waved her off, signaling it would be alright. She didn't like how they smelled; like death, war, blood, gunpowder.

It made her nauseas.

She didn't like how guarded Winry was in front of them either, if it weren't for Pinako in the room, she would have made them run with their tails between their legs.

The world around her was grey, grey in different shades, but grey all the same. She recognized a few words the humans would say, things that had been taught to her, but the rest, she just couldn't decipher.

She would always be so happy when the two boys, now grown males, would return and Winry would be happy. It had seemed that after a long time, they would stay.

A few years had passed again and their pups had been born. However, they didn't look like normal pups. They were hairless, except for the top of their head, like all humans seemed to have. They were small, fragile and crawled on all fours but seemed inapt at doing so. She knew the natural way for humans to walk was on two legs, a feat she herself was only able to do a few seconds at best.

Despite their differences, she was well in tune with them. Sensing their emotions, their feelings... their offspring smelled like a combination of Winry and Edward and their own, still undeveloped scent. She had licked their cheeks to show her affection, she was happy when they would reach for her and pet her gently. She had welcomed the contact happily.

Winry and Edward were older and she couldn't help but compare Edward to a male she was once very fond of, how protective he was of his mate and pups, how his anger would flare dangerously when another male attempted to court Winry, a already mated female. She understood as well, she would shoo the offender off whenever she had the feeling enough was enough.

She had lived for so long, well passed the normal life span of some of her old, deceased friends. There weren't many of her kind in Resembool, but the few that were she had played and interacted with. Now they were gone.

And now she would be too.

She weakly lifted her automail front leg, but found it suddenly far too heavy so instead, she settled back down on the grass, her whole body feeling heavy and weak. Winry gently took her paw and caressed it, it calmed her, made her feel sleepy too.

Winry had whispered something to her, she only understood one word though, 'love'.

Wait...

'I love you' her eyes widened and mustering up her last remaining strength she lifted her head, affectionately licking Winry's hand as well as Edward's, who comforted his mate by rubbing her back, he also gently petted her own furry head.

She felt weightless in the next moment, more sleepy, more drained, so tired. Her head hit the side of the soft grass beneath her.

The vision of Pinako, Winry, Edward, Alphonse and his mate and other people she didn't know as good yet were familiar, blurred.

She heard Ed and Winry's whispered voices for the last time, until the world turned silent and dark at the same time.

She didn't feel anything, she didn't see anything or hear anything.

But she was sure what her owner had said at the end.

I love you Den.

Den closed her eyes and smiled, a tear rolling down her eye and she knew, it was over.

Her book may have been finished but she knew, there were many others out there who had just begun.

Done! Redfox's personal message:" Hey everyone, I'm so sorry I didn't update at all. I'm fine but err..not feeling THAT great so I guess I'll need to rest a bit more. I know this story is really sad, I haven't found any fics regarding Den, the family dog, so I decided to write one of my own. I don't know why, must be because of the pain, but the horrible idea suddenly struck me what if, when I'm not there, my beautiful little baby girl (dog) Lara, would suddenly be gone? I would be devastated and that's why I created this, shown from Den's POV, something different and sad. I almost cried myself, ugh, don't worry, my original ideas/as well as yours will come as soon as I'm able! Thanks for your awesome support everyone! :)