wolves in the forrest part 2

Once fed I felt better, and nuzzled Kaela in thanks. We moved off again when cramps hit me. I laid down in the snow, whimpering at the pains of the cramps. Not now! No, it can’t be now, I hadn’t found Black yet, or the pack. I couldn’t birth the pups here in the snow! God what was I going to do!
I twisted and howled as the cramps hit me, the contractions, god what was I going to do! Kaela whined, and I couldn’t do anything to comfort her, I was unsure what to do. To be honest, I didn’t even know how to care for the newborns beyond letting them suckle. I had passed out the last time!

I struggled to a crawl, had to keep going, had to find shelter! I pushed myself, eyes barely open, gasping for breath from the pain. I finally collapsed not long after, it was too much, too much. Kaela had stayed at my heels the entire time, and would come to let me lean against her, catching my breath. But now I was again laying in the snow, convulsing in pain. Damn childbirth sucks!

I must have passed out then, because the next thing I knew I was being licked in the face, and cracked open my eyes, and what awaited me was not Kaela. It was Black! My eyes shot open and he grinned his wolfish grin, tongue lolling out as he licked my face again. I licked back, crying because I was so happy. I couldn’t believe he was here! How!

I’d never know really, but my mind supplying a fantasy of him searching for me, coming here out of some instinct, hearing my howling, and find me. But despite my happy reunion with my mate, who I’ve ached for for months now, but I had pups coming. Now. Right now! And I became all to aware of the communication gap between me and him at this moment. But I tried, gesturing with my head to my bulging belly, again and again. He then went and sniffed at my crotch, which under normal circumstances would have been quite pleasing, but now was frustrating. But he must have smelled something, and I realized then, that I was cold and wet between my legs. My water had broken while I had passed out. He was smelling it, yes! Maybe he’ll understand!

And it seemed like he did. He licked my face and gave a short bark before taking off again. I noticed that Kaela had disappeared, and was worried but when she showed up with another rabbit I let out my held breath, she was growing so well! She tucked against my chest and belly, her thick fur helping warm me a little as I ripped into the rabbit hungrily. Hopefully Black was going back for the pack, or some of the pack. Maybe Cloud, or the alpha female, any of the females. I was cold, and fighting against sleep. Couldn’t sleep, not in the cold but…so tired…the excitement of Black’s miraculous return couldn’t sustain me, and eventually I lost the battle, drifting off into sleep.
I woke to the cold muzzle and wet tongue against my face. Opening tired eyes, I saw Cloud, close behind her was the alpha female, and Black. I stirred, and they crowded close, their furred bodies feeling good against my cold, bare skin. As I wobbled to my feet, sore all over, I could see another female by Black. She bore his resemblance in her dark coat with brown along the muzzle and face. It took me a second to realize she must be my other daughter, grown and strong. She was bigger than Kaela, but not by much. She came forward and we touched noses in greeting. Sniffing each other hesitantly at first, then more affirmatively, and soon we were mother and daughter truly, and I licked her muzzle lovingly, my sweet daugther!

Kaela soon joined us, and my girls met and bonded, making my heart soar. I hoped my sons faired just as well, and hoped that my family would accept these new additions that were coming any time.

I was coaxed by the alpha female to lay back down, and I’m glad I did because the contractions soon hit me, I was going into labor, again. I breathed, and tried to remain calm, and remain conscious. I didn’t want to pass out during this pregancy, I wanted to see my new pups come from me, be birthed by me. I don’t know why, maybe just the warm fuzzy motherly feelings I’ve had since the birth of my first litter, hehe, but I had to at least try and last through it. And despite the cold and my recent trials, I am also stronger than the woman I was before during my first pregnancy. More knowledgable, more wild and in the wild strength is everything.

I rolled on my back, screaming in pain, fighting to stay aware though it was painful. Cloud, the alpha, and my two daughters stayed crowded around me, licking my sweat covered body and I was cold and warm all at the same time out there in the snow. Memories flashed through me, of my life before this, before joining the pack. They were good memories, and I remembered my friends, my family. I cried in pain as well as sadness then. I knew I was hurting them by staying here, but I also knew I couldn’t really go back. I was too much a part of this world now, with my own family. They wouldn’t understand, and I’d rather their memory of me not be one tainted by fear and disgust.

Howling till I felt like my throat was on fire, I saw the first wet muzzle push out. I was actually watching my pup come from my body! The thought just overwhelmed me and I smiled and hissed in pain as I pushed. Cloud and the alpha went to my emerging pup, and soon he popped out with a wet slurping sound. They worked quickly to clean him and soon he was whimpering and mewling. But I wasn’t done yet, no not yet. Pushing still, screaming and convulsing, I felt another pup emerge, to my eyes looking identical to the other. It was easier to get out this time, but once they were done I realized that was it, just those two. It was a small litter, but I figure it was probably due to my imprisonment and malnourishment. I rolled onto my side and Cloud and the alpha helped the pups to my tits to feed upon the milk gorging them.

My face flushed with excitement at the new life clambering at my breast, watching them feed, feeling them take the milk from my breasts gave me this rush of joy so profound, so huge. I don’t know why I felt so much happy than my first litter, I didn’t love them any more or less, but…I don’t know. Maybe it has something to do with watching them being born. Or maybe after being a mother already, I just could enjoy it more this time, I don’t know. But I do know I was happy, and I could tell my daughters were excited by the new family members. Black came to me then, having stayed away through the birthing, and licked my hot face. I licked back, loving him more than anything in the world, not knowing how I survived without him for so long. But I was back with him, and I never wanted to lose him, my family, or my pack which really was like my extended family, again.

While the new pups, who I discovered were male and female, fed and then slept, Black left and returned with, surprising, my old sleeping back. Him and my daughter Midnight(I know I’m not original with names, but seeing her just made me think of that name) pulled it over me and the pups, and I started feeling warmer. Soon I was drifting off as well, with my mate and family and companions laying down close by. It was a good feeling, and I think this was the first time in so long that I fell asleep content and at peace.
It’s been a week now, back with my pack. We traveled as hard as I could manage with the new pups to return to the alpha male and the rest of the pack. I did notice a lack of some of our number when we returned, and I was sad. I didn’t know though, nor I guess would I ever, know if it was because they moved off to join new packs, start their own, or were killed. But that was the life in the wild, a life I had come to know and love.

Black was a dutiful mate, caring for me as we made a way to rejoin the pack, hunting for me while I stayed and nursed the pups. It was peaceful, and I relished in it. Back with the pack, we were in a new area, caves to curl up in, though there were no private little caves for individual mates. It was okay though, I loved being surround with the pack again, after being almost entirely alone. I got to see my boys, and how big and strong they were growing. One bore the same black coat as their father, they other was a mix of brown and cream, both of them strong and fierce looking.

When I first saw them bounding up to me I cried, to have my family back all together again, I had barely let myself dream of this moment. We nuzzled and licked each other, it was great. They were nice pups, well not really pups anymore. But they were very protective of me and their sisters I noticed, and it made me smile watching them. They were especially protective of Kaela, who was new to them though still a sibling. Meanwhile I stayed in the cave most of the time with the twins tucked against my breasts suckling. It was a good time, a great time after the horrible experiences me and Kaela had gone through.
I woke one night from a nightmare I couldn’t remember and unwinded myself from my family and mate, exiting the cave. Kaela stirred, but went back to sleep. This had become a regular thing, nightmares plaguing my sleep, and every time I wake up I’d go for a walk.

It feels good to stretch my leg into a good lope, feeling the air rush over my naked body like a cold lover’s caress. The freedom of the forest was something that just…intoxicated you. I stopped at one point to relieve myself then was off again. I found my favorite spot by the stream near our pack, and plopped down, panting and watching my breath as thick puffs of air from my lungs. I jerked though when I felt a cold nose at my shoulder and turned to see my son Fleetfoot. His speed was something any mother would be proud of, and I was, very much so. He was the black one, like his father. We touched nosed and I licked his muzzle lovingly. He laid next to me, looking at me curiously. I wish it was possible to communicate more to him, or to Black or any of the pack. It was a little frustrating, but it’s okay. Things work themselves eventually, and my nightmares will surely go away.

Fleetfoot was a sweet boy, soft in heart, though I had watched him hunt and he was also fierce. Protective almost to a fault, but I believe he’ll make a good alpha one day, and make a wonderful mate. I was feeling better now, and stood, shaking myself, stretching and howling into the night, Fleetfoot soon joining me. Once I felt calmed and at peace again I set off at an easy run, Fleetfoot matching in seconds. We raced back, and I lost, but he made sure it was a close win, good son coddling his mom! Once back in the cave with our family I tucked in by Black and Kaela, licking Fleetfoot’s muzzle in a show of love, silently wishing him a good rest. It took awhile to get back to sleep, but once the combined body heat of my family warmed me up, I slipped into the darkness easily enough.
Things were settling into a peaceful rhythm around the pack. I was the only female with pups, so I got spoiled a little. The alpha’s pups were strong and taking after their father. Cloud and another were the only females with us, along with my two daughters. There were two other younger males, but the rest of the pack was gone, off to their own adventures, their own packs.

I was taking a stroll with my other son, Brownie. Yes it’s a goofy name, but that’s because Brownie was more playful and sweet than fierce. He loved wrestling and playing with the other wolves. I had also noticed him trying to attract Cloud’s eye unsuccessfully, and smiled sweetly at his goofy attempts. He was young though, and Cloud knew how to rebuff him nicely. We were coming from such an attempt, and I decided he needed to get away to collect himself, he looked pretty down after the last time. We were loping through the forest though when he tackled me playfully in a meadow. We rolled around, and I bit his thick fur, enjoying our romp. I couldn’t be out long because of the twins though, and soon had to halt the playing, signalling my need to go back, though my milk leaking tits probably were sign enough.

We were taking a different way back when Brownie halted suddenly, causing me to bump into his tail. I was about to bite it for stopping so suddenly when he took off away from the pack. I growled and barked but he wouldn’t return, so I took one last look at the direction the pack was in, and headed off after my wayward son.

I found him eventually, but that wasn’t what got my attention. The scream of a human child coming from a hole where Brownie had his snout stuck up did. I raced for him, bullying him aside to look in myself. I could make out the form of a small child. Poor think, she must’ve been lost on a hike or something. But none of the pack had noticed any humans or else we would’ve moved. Brownie tried to weasel himself in, curious as ever, but I growled and snapped at him, causing him to whimper and tuck his tail between his legs. I might not have been an active mother for very long, but he knew who was in charge here, me. I looked back inside and saw the child trembling. Had to get the child out, it couldn’t survive out here long. Maybe I’d be able to lead it closer to people. I didn’t want to, but I couldn’t just let it die, or become food for some other predator. I left the child briefly, and with another growl at Brownie to behave, took off. I found blackberries and grabbed a branch, ripping it off to take it back for it to eat.

Back at the hole I coaxed the child out with the promise of food, and saw that it was a she, a girl looking maybe six. She was dirty, and her clothes were torn, but she looked alright enough if frightened. She gave me a curious look, but when I backed away from the blackberries she didn’t take long to snatch them up and start eating hungrily, obviously the poor thing was starving. After eat though she was back to giving us wary looks. I tried to appear unfrightening, and crouched down lolling my tongue out and sticking my rear end up in the air, wagging it like I would a tail. It was a common expression that dogs did when wanting to play, and the girl seemed calmed a little. She then took the bare branch from the blackberries and hesitantly tossed it out a short distance. I took a second but then decided it was worth it to gain her trust. I turned and bounded for it, gripping it in my mouth and running back to her, sitting waiting for her to take it.

We played for a little bit longer before I stopped. She was laughing now, and had even started to pet Brownie hesitantly. But I had my own children to take care of, and they must be starving as well. I tried to convey that to the girl, and I think I partially succeeded. Then I looked at Brownie and signalled for him to stay with her. After that I took off, returning home. The twins were mewling for me, and I quickly gathered them to my breasts, licking Black’s muzzle appreciately as they fed. The girls were around, and Kaela seemed to sense something was going on, but for once not being able to communicate in words was a good thing. I would figure out how to help the girl tomorrow, but tonight my family was more important. I lovingly gazed at the times suckling hungril, pulling on my nipples in eagerness. I couldn’t imagine losing them, it was horrible to think about.