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Fasha smiled and curled her body around the pup. Bardock looked at it as if he didn't know what to do with it. At the feeling of Fasha's warm body around him, Kakarot ceased his wailing and tried to nurse from the she-wolf, desperate for motherly love. Fasha licked the poor thing affectionately. "I'm not your mother, little guy." Fasha wasn't a mother at all, the main sign of that being that she was still around. Most Saiyan mothers were dead or long gone already. Fasha looked up at Bardock and the other males from their scouting unit, and once again felt that strange obligation to reproduce and mother a litter like Kakarot. Not love, just a sense of obligation and responsiblility. She could almost imagine it...
Fasha gasped quietly and became rigid. She rose and looked around the nursery at the many pups who were silently craving the love of their female parent. She must have looked distressed, because Bardock asked, "You okay Fasha?" "Yeah, I'm fine. Just muscle spasms. Need to go stretch." Fasha tried not to run away.
Ears folded down, Fasha curled up silently at the base of the tree. She'd begun to dig, thinking she was carving a shallow scrape for herself, but she realized her unconscious digging was for a very different purpose. Her mind raged with questions. Who is it? What's going to happen? Why me? Fasha sighed and righted herself. Her subconscious desires had been replaced. She now felt like she needed to be far away from here, away from this conflict and her realization. A fresh start. She thought of her scouting friends, but then she remembered what had happened to her was their fault.
She shook her head and rose. "Goobye. I must raise my pups in peace."

Erg, random story I wrote, and my first attempt at drawing a background.

[All Might]

aww story!
-raises eyebrow- I can't help it, I read it and all I can see in my head is "what's a kakarot.. and my friends asking me if i was offering them veggies...bahaah.. word play on anmes..