Far Horizons: Tales of Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror. Issue #15 June 2015 | Page 94

He laughed in defiance while blood pooled into his
mouth. In a final move of anger she punched him in
the face, feeling his nose crunch beneath her fist. Ray
lay limp beneath her, and she stood up after a moment,
kicking him in the side, and picked up the wolf pup
beside him.
“Thank you,” she said softly to the wolf pup. The pup
licked her hand gently.
Angwenth sighed and walked over to the mother
wolf. She dropped into the dirt by the mother’s head.

The wolf raised her nose and looked up at Angwenth,
whimpering softly. She placed the pup before the
mom, “He’s okay,” she said softly, her voice a bare
whisper against the air. “He saved me.”

The mother wolf licked her pup, before putting her
nose against his rear and pushing him slightly towards
Angwenth. With a nod Angwenth picked up the pup
and gave a soft weak smile. “I’ll keep him safe.”
She wasn’t sure the wolf understood her, but a look of
relief seemed to cross over its eyes. The mother wolf
rested her head on Angwenth’s knee. Angwenth ran
her fingers through her thick coat. The wolf closed her
eyes. Angwenth felt her breathing slow and grow jagged. She stayed there with her until the end. The sun
was high in the sky when the black wolf let out her
last breath. Angwenth sighed. “Rest now. I’ll protect

the little one.”
The wolf pup was sleeping in her lap, and Angwenth
knew that now was not the time to keep hunting for
the fights. She would need help locating their games,

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