The sun was completely gone. Even the moon was blocked by the dark gray cumulous clouds. This would be the night. She’d leave, and she wouldn’t return. She was tired of being treated as a pack. This was her family for crying out loud. She should be treated like an individual.
If she were human, she’d have a small bag packed with her necessities. But seeing as she is a wild dog, she just had the pelt on her back. She pondered about bringing the spare bones located in the corner of the den, but figuring she was a rather decent hunter, she was against it. Besides, the lighter she carried, the faster she would go. This would mean she’d get home quicker if it was destined to happen.
Her siblings were sleeping soundlessly. Even being the age they were now, she was surprised they didn’t awake from the slightest noise. Her parents for that matter! But I guess if you were stuck with raising ten children, you’d get use to any sound they’d make in the middle of the night.
Aine tiptoed around the bodies on the ground.
Once at the entrance, she turned to each of her siblings. “Sorry guys,” she whispered. “I am tired of being a unit. I need to go find out who I am.” She turned to her parents at this. “Mom…Dad?” Her tone was still low. She spoke out loud though, because it eased her mind of leaving her parents. Would they be devastated? One of the pups would be missing, but would they know which one is it was? “I’m sorry…Maybe we’ll see each other again sometime. Maybe this trip will only take a few days and you’ll still be here when I come back. I can’t promise anything though…but I do know I will miss you.” She sniffed, back up slightly. “I will miss you terribly.”
With that she left the cage. It was easier done by the means of darkness. Her pelt was rather bright if she were to move off during the day. Red eyes looked back to the den. She wanted to run back there now and stay. She could still do it too. It only took a small pivot of her steps and then she’d be done.
But no. She had to do this. She had to find out if she could be an individualist like she had whispered to her family.
She couldn’t keep looking back. She’d keep getting those second thoughts. Her gaze lifted to the skies. “Great kings of all kind,” she didn’t want to focus on wild dog alphas. She needed as much help as she could get. “Please help guide me and keep my heart in the right direction.”
The stars above twinkled. The crimson canine took that as a well enough answer to her plea.
Aine couldn’t look back after that. Her focus was in front of her now. Her new life was going to start right now. She’d make sure of it.
