It was a stormy Winter night when Naemia found herself alone by the riverbed. Her tiny puppy maw opened wide in a desperate cry for warmth and, more importantly, milk. Her pathetic cries rendered soundless by the roars of thunder, little Naemia was alone in unforgiving Southern territory. Winter's deadly fingers grasped at her tender newborn flesh, freezing her blood-soaked pelt and pulling her within an inch of her life.
Part of my entry for a W.o.I (don't worry, it gets happier XD)
W.o.I (c) TheWolfsGirl90
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