Duha lives alone by necessity not by choice. The world passes her by for the most part. Her past prevents her from getting close to other yaspilrmeth. The world around her is changing to the point where even she can't hide from it anymore. The Drago...
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Turning back to the den, I ran fast, excited to tell Katja what I had seen. I found her waiting outside with the bags and a blanket laid out on the ground. "What is this?" I asked as I got closer.
"I made us lunch. I thought you weren't coming." She said sounding sad.
I sat down feeling my tail wag. "Sorry, there were people in your village."
She looked sad for a moment longer as my words sunk in then she brightened. "Do you think they will bury them?"
"Yes." Katja clapped her hands together and offered me a sandwich.
We ate Katja's picnic together quietly. I watched her as she ate. This medicine is increasing her appetite. That will help as long as I make sure it is balanced. "Duha...do you think we could see the village before we move on?"
I watched her for a moment; she looked sad, and I remembered the tears of the first night she stayed with me. "If you want to but it won't be pretty." She nodded and started to stack the plates. That look of sadness melted me a little and I sighed. "I will take you there after dark."
"Thank you Duha." She said softly.
I moved to lay next to the lake. The breeze always blew a cool damp air across me when I sat here. Katja watched me as I lay there with my nose towards the lake. Whenever I sat there I would sleep. I need to rest as we will need me to run tonight. Katja lay down with me and smiled. I yawned and closed my eyes.
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A cold spot on my back woke me up. I sat up feeling panicked. Looking around the small clearing I couldn't see Duha. I moved over to the den and looked inside, it was dark and cold. Duha was nowhere to be seen. That sense of abandonment set in. I sniffed wiping roughly at the tears that started to dampen my cheeks. "What are your tears for Pup?"
I jumped at the question spinning and there in the shadows was a pair of yellow eyes watching me from a bush. "I thought you had left me."
Duha sighed and came closer. "Wolves are loyal Pup. I can't leave you now I'm attached to you." She said, coming closer. I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tightly enough that she grumbled. "I'm not a dog, Pup." I let her go and she pushed a small bundle wrapped in leaves at me with her nose. "Eat that and we will get on the road."
