S T R A N G E R S
The new mother and Alphess of Amaya was tired, raising five children was not for the weak. She never thought she'd be a mother, but yet, here it was. She also never thought herself to be an Alpha, yet Crowe wanted her as a mate. Of course, commitment was never her thing, so they remained open. She was just happy to have somewhere safe, and even better she was allowed her pick of the men that lived in the pack.
So when it came time for the pups to sleep, she waited until they all seemed to be out cold before leaving the den. Crowe surely would be around to keep a watchful eye, and they knew not to stray from the pack's territory. Her emerald gaze caught sight of lights as she reached the river. Her crown tilted, what was going on in now? She sighed, wanting to be smart and stay by the river, but something told her tonight was fate. Her paws swiftly made their way across the river, crossing the fields, before she finally got to the source of the lights. Fireflies, dancing in the light they cast. Amused, she watched as they came to her, before a painful headache overtook her vision. She passed out from the pain, falling to the ground . . .
Walk, "Talk", Think.
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