Fallen Tree Cove One with the trees

Shout out to @Namid cuz she's momma abut any packmates are welcome, between a rock and a hard palce eh)

The young silvery pup was growing curious now, she had huddled inside of the den, knowing that with each falling leaf that the sky was one step closer to falling and her loved ones would be swallowed up by the stuff, Her baby blue gaze peered toward the dim outline of the birthing den’s entrance..her daddy mama and sister had been coming and going so frequently….it’s gotta be safe right? Lunette took a deep breath and stood, there was so much to see, so much that she wanted know about and she couldn’t if she hid inside of the safety of the den all day!

The bright light of day assaulted the Vuesain’s developing eyes and caused a small squeak to escaped the girl as she blinked and looked around. The sky was still there...for now.. She stepped out into a small patch of warm sunlight and gave the area a look over. The deep and vibrant green of the leaves and the dark earthy browns of the trees towering overhead gave a small sense of security, surely the sky couldn’t fall too far with such..big stuff around..right? She tilted her head quizzically as she had the urge to sniff everything, starting with the soft ferns and eventually working her way sporadically toward a tree as each new scent caught her short attention span and the previous forgotten. Soon, she found herself sniffing around the base of a hollowed out tree and her head cocked to the side, there was a small gap in the base of the tree...small enough for her to fit through! And like the birth of every good idea, Lunette didn’t waste a second to considering what bad things could happen as she wriggled inside, sniffing curiously.

“C’ap” squeaked the small girl as she was only able to get partially in before her fat belly prevented her from being able to squeeze anymore.It was all that dang soft fur and milk wasn’t it? A scared whimper escaped as she wriggled and squirmed, trying to dislodge herself, the thought to try and pulled backwards failed to make an entrance in her mind as she squeaked in distress.

@Vespertio had decided to allow their spunkiest daughter,@Ismena , to tag along with him on a little outing. He explained that his duties that day weren’t as taxing as what they usually were, and now that the girls were almost 2 months old many new changes were going to be taking place. She’d need to start weaning them off her milk, which was very slowing beginning to dry up as she could tell by the decreasing size of her teats. They would also need to be moved to the communal den with the rest of the pack, a move that was slightly long but it had been decided that it would be a pack affair with the first litter the year before. While Ismena had been all for the adventure her little wallflower Lunette had preferred to stay back with Namid, who had decided she would spend the day cleaning the den. She wouldn’t replace it as much anymore, as she was more or less cleaning it out for the move and for the winter, but it was still a bit of work that needed to be done.

Namid had just gone out to take some of the dirty bedding to her pile, leaving Lunette in what she had thought was a solid nap. However, when she got back she was surprised to see the wriggling rump of her daughter peeping out from a hole in the base of a tree. She watched her wriggle and squirm, making the connection that she was stuck. “C’ap” the 7 week old squeaked frantically, and the mother held back a chuckle. She padded forward, mismatched gaze squinting at the situation and finding that it would be an easy fix for her but perhaps a little difficult for the youngster to get herself out of with the little strength  she possessed at such a young age. “Oh my darling, what have you gotten yourself into.” she said with a small laugh. “It is okay, Momma will get you out.” she assured, stepping closer.

(This post was last modified: Jun 30, 2016, 09:14 PM by Namid.)

The young girl could only see darkness as the tree slowly began to swallow he rup, at least, that's what was going through her young mind, eaten by a tree, when there was so much more to see. Hope suddenly flashed in like a blazing sun as Lunette heard her mother, the one wolf who could fix anything and her squeaking became more energetic and frantic as she tried to wriggle out, unaware of logic and how physics work, that pushing inward was -not- how one tried to get out.

“Mama!” She squealed, her legs flailing a little as she added “He’p!” With Namid here, there's no way she’d let her precious daughter get eaten by the tree...hopefully. The girl started to whimper slightly as her thoughts drifted over her family and her sister @Ismena, What would the girl do with out Lunette there to try and keep her alive, the world was a big and scary place and it seemed like her insane sister wanted to jump in head first every time, the one time Lunette tried it, it ended with a tree trying to devour her, nope, not anymore. The young girl and made up her mind with the only sound and logical solution, she was never leaver the den ever again.

Upon her arrival, the child seemed the squirm even more. A small frown marred her maw at this, as the wiggling would only serve to get her daughter further stuck. “Lunette, please stop wriggling around. You are going to get yourself even more stuck.” she instructed gently.

Next step was to officially assess the situation, in which Namid took a good look at the area that Lunette was stuck in and then tried to decide how she might go about getting the poor princess freed from her bark-covered prison. She tried to think of whether or not she should put something slick, like aloe, around the outside and perhaps that would allow her to slide out, but the idea was quickly put aside because of the small likely hood of it working and the mess it would create. No, Namid would simply have to pull her youngest out.

“Okay dear, I am going to grab your tail alright? It might hurt a little bit, but I am going to pull you out. I will count down, okay? Get ready,” the pale queen said, lowering her head and as gently as she could grabbed onto the small girl’s tail.

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