Thread: Innocence beneath the moon

Ronan gave her a wolfish smile when she came closer, and he ran his smooth tongue along her arm a few times, trying to comfort her, he had younger pups already packing up her things, everything she owned that was hers was being taken to the Dens. Ronan had cleared out a Den just for her, he had even found a bed for her... it was mostly just a huge piece of soft pelt, sewn together and stuffed with all of the softest Down he could find, but it was soft, and comfortable... he had given up trying to keep the pups off of it, he hoped Callista didn't mind that it smelled sort of puppyish. he closed his eyes and leaned into the soft hand that was stroking his golden fur. he blinked at the look in her eyes, and simply laid his head on his paws and closed his eyes, all too ready to simply go to sleep, and as she drifted off, he wished her sweet, moon filled dreams. when she woke, she was NOT where she had been... a good thing actually, because it was pouring the rain. thick wet sheets where falling, hitting the ground so hard that it was creating mudslides back at the village. she was laying on a large feather stuffed pelt, a soft canine of some kind by the look and feel of it, Dog maybe? but it was so very well stuffed that the chill of the cave floor didn't bother her at all... or maybe that was the half a dozen Wolf pups that had curled around her, some of them barley old enough to walk. all of her things from her house that could be carried, had been brought to that rather well sized cave, and they where stored in wooden boxes that smelled wonderfully of Ceder and birch. as she woke up, another Wolf moved into the Den, sopping wet, it's dark gray fur clung to it's heaving sides as it stepped over to her and settled something on the ground out of reach of the strange human that their Alpha had brought... it was a sopping wet puppy, not even old enough to have opened it's eyes. it whined piteously as the mother nuzzled it, cast a terrified glance at Callista, and rushed back out into the rain to fetch another puppy while one of the older pups gently nudged the newly soaked one to a place by Callista's feet. should the girl look outside, she would see the problem. the River had risen, and groups of men, women, and wolves where struggling to keep the water out of the lower caves. the Golden furred Wolf was racing back and forth, trying to be everywhere at once, and the men and women where trying to build walls to keep the water out of the pup dens until the puppies could all be evacuated. the den was so small, that only one female could go in at a time, which was leading to a frantic air that had the pups in Callista's cave whining in terror. the strangest part though, was that Callista would recognize several of the men. all of them had been in the village many times, peddling furs and trading meats and war stories. the one on the far right was one of the men who had gone missing from one of her fathers hunting parties, not dead in the least. and before her very eyes, two of them transformed, going from man to wolf so effortlessly, and so quickly, that it was almost a shock as they started easily digging 'flood trenches' to drain the water away from the dens. Callista didn't have to worry about her cave flooding, she was up on a high hill, her Den was in the highest point in the Territory, which was why all the puppies where being put there.