Tazzie was out for a walk to clear her mind, it was cold outside, and it had been raining non-stop. The downfall matched her mood rather well. Ever since her husband died, along with her sister-in-law, who was her best friend, and her brother-in-law, who she had grown quite close to, she had broken down. It was hard enough to get out of bed, let alone take care of her 3 children. She took a turn down an alley-way, a short cut to a cafΓ© before she stops, her breath appearing in the cold air as she takes in her niece and nephew alone in a cardboard box, hidden away in the dark, cold alley.
(This can be consideredΒ βSpoilersβ for the story OwO)
There the two children lied, under the not-so-waterproof box. Hazel was in her wolf form, a wing extended around her younger brother to shelter him from the cold. If anything, he was the only thing that mattered for her. Connor himself had grown to be afraid of almost every little thing; including the weather; due to the sudden, tragic changes in their lives. Hazelβs body lightly quivered as rain pelted onto the box, soaking it and sending small droplets leaking through it, and onto them. It seems like Hazel isnβt far from getting sick at this rate..
She heard footsteps approaching the box, and her ears perked, the nick in left ear causing it to flick a bit. She then lifted her head and slightly opened her eyes, but weakly, to look at the figure before her. Her tired eyes widened a bit at the sight of her aunt. How did she find them? Hazel shivered, and spoke up.Β βA-aunt.. T-Ta-Tazzie..?β She whimpered softly, causing Connor to whimper and sniffle from the cold as his sister moved from under his chin, which rested on her head.
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