#aviatorpack

[qxdraws]

[qxdraws]

[cottonttale]

You wake up with your chest heaving and the taste of blood in your mouth. You wriggle away from the others and spit on the floor. You imagine a pink tinge for a moment, but shake it off. Blood ran down your cheeks last night. It matted in your fur and seeped around your teeth. But it was only one bite, and so much has happened between then and here.

Today you are so drained that you have to close your eyes and inhale deeply to perform a shift that usually comes as easily as breathing. It's dangerous to be vulnerable at all right now, but you wear the maned wolf like a second skin, and you need the instinctive bubble of joy to keep yourself going right now. You stretch each long limb and try to ignore how many times you feel the need to swallow. It will be alright if you don't think about how much you've lost, how much you dreamed you stand to lose still.

You pad back across the cellar and position yourself carefully among your sleeping companions. On one side, your should sinks into the fur of a great white wolf, and on the other you press your paws against the tense, lean grey. You close your eyes, feel their steady heartbeats pulse through you. Someone is still alive. For this moment, it will have to be enough.

[kunacottontail]

v2.0, twitter handles removed in case that encourages random racist "parody" twitters to stop following me looking for followbacks :T

[quixoty]

winger: I like how most of your aviatorpack tag is wolves making dumb faces.

jory: i like how most of aviatorpack is wolves making dumb faces