For the companion animal event Part 1 of 4 drawings
The weather seemed to be getting warmer the snows melting and signs of Spring were in the air it was as if Spring warming the earth springing forth green shoot shoots from their winter slumber.
Then it came from nowhere Barasa was on top of the mountain checking out her territory when the icy gales forced her to take cover.
She went to her den knowing she was nice and warm there and it would be a perfect place to sleep but there was an awful noise as the gales howled and the blizzards came down.
That of thunder but there was none a sudden crack could be heard and she quickly evacuated her den knowing the sound was coming from above her with her tail between her legs.
Only to stand back at a suitable distance and seeing her den crumble before her the stones piling up at the entrance making her take to lower ground she limped onwards her leg bleeding as a rock from her den hit her shoulder she grunted the going tough at last she found a ledge that provided some shelter and lay there while the storm raged on she pressed herself as close to it as possible the snow forming a snow cave around her.
She was cold but not as cold as she would have been she eventually came out and lay on the ledge with a sigh she had lived through it how she had no idea.
It was then that she realised she was not alone something else was next to her she could smell it's reek and instinctively knew it to be a fox.
In the past she would have no qualms with killing the fox it was an animal which would kill prey, she heard its pathetic whines and whimpers.
The poor thing was scared her first instinct was to kill it but then it looked back at her with his amber eyes staring into hers.
Was she going soft?
She couldn't bring herself to do it the creature was in the same position as her maybe it was her maternal instincts kicking in the female was in her first heat and for some reason her emotions were all over.
She felt the need to protect this animal when normally she would have slew him.
What made him so different?
She did not know there must have been something else perhaps it was the feeling that they were both survivors and to kill a fellow creature that had endured the storm would be heartless.
A momentary weakness maybe or was it something else?