Love of a Mother

This is a short story for Nyx. Full credit to Firewind for writing it. That being said, this won't be completely accurate to the story or the plot. I can't guarantee anything, as I'm not the writer.

Greek god names were used, but I know very little about Greek gods so the story of them is not inspired off of Greek gods.

All being said, I hope everybody likes it :)

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A cold breeze shifted through the forest, trees fluttered violently in the dark. In the chaos of the night, a wolf walks calmly through. Nothing is more powerful than a mother who wants to get home to her pup.

She leaped over a stone, her paws fiercely hitting the dirt. Her ears were perked, always listening for potential threats as she neared her den. Her tail dragged through the mud behind her.

Even the fiercest predators knew not to mess with her.

Just before entering her den, she spotted a small feather stuck in the crack of a rock. She leaned down to sniff it. Owl.

She would like this. The wolf decided. She plucked the feather from the rock, taking it gently in her jaws. She was the definition of peaceful. Able to create much harm, but chooses not to.

She pushed her way into her den, immediately hearing the squeal of her pup.

“Mom!” A high pitched voice giggled. A small, fuzzy black wolf pup came barreling into view, her tongue lolling out the side of her mouth. Her eyes glowed with excitement.

“Hello, Nyx.” The mother wolf chuckled. The pup eyed the feather curiously.

“What’s that, mom? Is it for me?” Nyx begged. The mother wolf gently dropped the feather, nudging it close to her. Nyx eyed it curiously, her little tail wagging behind her.

“Is this an owl feather? Did you catch one?” Nyx squeaked, looking at her mother excitedly. Her mother winced. Well, there was no crime in lying.

“Yes. I caught it right out of the sky!” Her mother giggled, standing up on her hind paws and roaring dramatically. Nyx feined fear, crouching down as if terrified. “And now.. I’m going to catch you!” She yowled. Nyx squealed, giggling as she ran.

The mother and her pup ran all around the den, Nyx scrambling against the dirt to avoid her mother. Gaining the lead, her mother pounced onto her pup, and the two wrestled back and forth.

The play-fighting ended in giggles, the two just enjoying each other’s company. It was a lonely life for the two of them, but they didn’t mind.

The mother eyed her daughter, sitting up and shaking out her fur. Nyx sat up as well, shaking her short and fuzzy fur of any dirt.

“Nyx.. Have I ever told you why I named you Nyx?” Her mother asked. The black pup sat up, intrigued.

“No! Tell me! Tell me right now!” The pup begged, her amber eyes staring into her mother’s. Her mother put a paw on her head, laughing quietly.

“Okay, okay. You have to settle down though. I can’t tell a story to naughty pups!” Her mother insisted. Nyx’s eyes grew round, as if told she couldn’t play outside for a month. Her mother smiled slyly.

“No! I’m not a naughty pup! You can tell me!” Nyx begged. Her mother touched her nose gently to her pup’s head, and Nyx seemed to settle a little bit. Her round eyes spoke only of how young she was, intrigued by the world and everything in it. A cruel fate it was that they would not stay that way, as the world inflicted it’s anger onto it’s subjects.

“Okay, okay. Come close, my dear.” She smiled to her pup, who’s tail wagged frantically back and forth as she desperately scooted closer to listen. “Once upon a time..”

*A wolf pup bounded across the clearing. Her fur was dark, and her eyes were bright with the amber color of deep flames. She was born of the darkness, but she was never afraid. Not even the biggest of spiders scared her.*

“Eeek!” Nyx squealed, making a face at the mention of spiders. Her mother playfully smiled at her.

*She travelled the whole world, looking for a place she could call home. Yes, she was born of the darkness, which meant she had no family. No siblings. No parents. She was lonely, yes, utterly.*

“That would be sad. I would hate to have no family!” Nyx huffed. Her mother gently licked her pup on the forehead.

“Well, you have me. Don’t worry about it.” Her mother laughed. It was an empty, hollow laugh, however. She couldn’t promise her pup that she’d always be there.

*That was, until she met another wolf. His name was Helios, and he welcomed her into his pack. He kept her safe, even if he didn’t know of her origins.*

“Wait!” Nyx squealed. Her mother looked up, a little surprised. “You never told me her name.” The pup whined. Her mother laughed.

“I’m getting there, Nyx. Just listen, okay?” Her mother promised. Nyx sighed, but nodded.

*The wolf pup fit well into the pack. She met many new wolves from all over, like Zeus and Aeolous. They were the closest to her, and helped her fend away a mean wolf named Ouranos. The pup felt bad for Ouranos, however, and the two became friends.*

*One night though, a terrible storm ravaged the pack. Wolves were dragged away by the winds, and with their sacrifice, the wind monsters were born. They took the bodies of the wolves and attacked the surviving wolves. They would stop at nothing until they had devoured every last one.*

Nyx stared at her with round, terrified eyes. Her mother gave her a teasing smile.

*They especially had a taste for naughty cubs. Ouranos was taken by the wind monsters and turned into one of them, just because she had been so naughty.*

That wasn’t the way her mother had told her the story, but the mother wold thought there was no harm in teaching Nyx a moral at the same time. Either way, Ouranos did get taken.

*The wolf pup, Zeus, and Aeolous tried to defeat them, but they were losing. The wind monsters were taking them each, one by one.*

*So, the pup did what she had to do -- she called upon the darkness to help her defeat the monsters. It was then that all the remaining wolves learned of her secret. It turned out though, that both Zeus and Aeolous had powers of their own.*

*Zeus knocked the wind monsters away with his lightning and thunder, and Aeolous cleared them from the sky. Then, the pup would force them into the darkness. They did this with every last one, until the wind monsters were gone.*

*The wolves were afraid of the pup at first. She was different, and different was scary, right? But the pup proved that she was a valuable member of the pack, and she eventually climbed the ranks until every wolf was under her control.*

*She had a long family line, and almost all wolves are related to her. Unfortunately, the pup’s powers were limited. The wind monsters would only stay trapped below as long as she lived.*

Nyx tilted her head. “But she can’t still be alive, and there’s no wind monsters today.. Why’s that?” Her mother smiled.

“The pup’s name was Nyx.” Her mother whispered. Nyx’s eyes grew wide, as if she could hardly believe what she had just heard.

“But I’m named Nyx! I’m not from the darkness.” Nyx huffed, one ear flopped over her face. Her mother resisted making a noise. She was just so adorable, it was hard.

“Of course not, honey. It’s just a story. You’re from the light, my little pup.” Her mother touched noses with Nyx, who smiled.

“Duh, I knew that.” Nyx giggled, though it was clearly a fib. Her mother gave her a look, and Nyx stuck her tongue out. Her mother gently put a paw on her head.

“Okay, it’s time for bed.” Her mother insisted. Nyx groaned, falling dramatically on the floor. Her mother stood over her, putting a paw on her belly and moving her back and forth.

“Nooo! I don’t wanna!” Nyx squealed. Her mother grabbed her by the scruff, hauling her to her sleeping quarters.

“If you go to sleep, I’ll let you come with me to hunt tomorrow.” Her mother bribed. Nyx immediately squirmed out of her grip, stumbling over her own paws to get to her bed. Her mother’s ears twitched with amusement.

“Goodnight, Nyx. Don’t let the wind monsters bite!” Her mother giggled, turning around to head to her own nest. She closed her eyes, allowing herself to enjoy the coolness of the air. Oh, how good it felt on her fur.

She wouldn’t always be there for her daughter. That much she knew. But she would always be with her, watching her there in spirit.

That was all that mattered.