*I don't own jane and the dragon or its characters
Since animals can also remember what hardships they have gone through. Yes, this is about Pig.
As of Nov 30, 2020 this chapter was edited for clarity, to fix spelling and grammar, as well as other errors.
Chapter 8: Rain
Rain, the tears of the sky. It fell upon the earth and was absorbed greedily until even the earth was full. No one thought much of it except for the gilt. Her owner did not know, but she sometimes could not sleep through such nights, when the air, water, and earth painted those images she thought she had forgotten. That man, the one she hated to think of like her owner's kin, brought death and suffering on a night as similar to this one.
The barrel of cider he discovered was empty, but he had not filled his monstrous appetite. Many of her brethren had been slaughtered to fill his plate, for their soft meat. Others were destroyed so there would be fewer mouths to feed. Why, why had it turned out this way? Why did he poison himself and become a monster when normally he was a stern, but fair master?
The small master covered her eyes and whispered many promises and comforting words. Still, their screams of mercy deafened the farther she was carried away, but they rang. From a litter of fifteen, only she lived because she was hidden until the effects of the cider wore off.
Would she ever be as deserving? Would she ever prove her life was worth more than theirs? She did not know. However, as she settled herself in the pile of ripped linen and fresh hay, she glanced upon his sleeping form. The little master, her owner was not so little anymore, but unlike others, his heart remained as loyal and true as ever. Under his hand, she knew she was safe.
She thought of many things, pleasing, and fearful. One day she would have to share him, and it was a fact Smithy never belonged to her, but she was his. Even if the world around them continued to change, she trusted he would remain the same. Pig would repay the kindness given, because he was deserving, and she loved him more than she ever loved anything. And focusing on the sounds of breathing, she soon found even she might sleep on such a night.