Another loss, another life

Sleek black fur lies against a tree.

“It is my time of death you know that”

I whisper to my heavily pregnant mate.

“Please don’t be sad, it all comes sometime”

I wipe a tear from her eye.

“Don’t cry my darling I will see you later”

I put a paw on her belly and feel the young ones kick.

“You have to fear for the little ones now”

I try to make her feel better but it doesn’t work.

“Just remember our puppy hood and all the times we shared”

I remember those memories very easily.

I remember first meeting Hazed (my mate).

She was as white as snow and sky blue eyes.

She used to sneak out just to see me.

As we were from different packs.

I remember we used to cry, laugh and someday we said we would die together.

I am sorry that the end one didn’t come true.

But when I am dead you must get on with life.

I take a rasped breath.

“This is it, never forget me but get on with life and tell my pups stories about us please”

“About our childhood”

“About first meeting”

“About our adventures”

“And last of all how much I would of loved them”

This time I can’t stop myself.

Tears roll down my face and my fur goes soggy.

My body has become limp and I can’t move.

I can barely talk either.

“Goodbye my darling”

I manage to say.

At that point my spirit went up to wolf heaven.

I can feel life again and I can move swiftly.

I watch my howling mate.

She is singing a song of sorrow.

Suddenly she collapsed and she started having a fit.

A couple of minutes after there were one single cub lying beside her.

The others had died but I can see them were I am now.

My mate licks the pup and howls again to me.

To tell me:

“Another loss, another life”

It was out moto when we were young.

Now I know she is safe I will keep watching her.

Until she is here with me, then we can watch our pup together.

~-By Aragneer. (Please don’t copy right my work)