Icarisa

`.:.~"Icarus is flying~ to close to the sun, and Icarus's life~ it has only just begun. It's just begun."~.:.`



A nesting mother watched over her newborn pups as they squirmed around searching for milk. The moonlight den was oddly peaceful without the hoard of puppies that had been crowding it a few mooncycles before. The female hummed a tune of hope and prayer to her young ones, hoping it'd encourage them to do good for the pack as adults and work hard to train in the coming mooncycles. She knew that SacredMoon would come to check in on her in sometime and be heavily disappointed in the nonalbino puppies she had delivered. She looked at the wise herbalist who had assisted her in the birthing process with a look of despair. "What is troubling you my dear? Your pups are gorgeous, healthy, and strong." "I'm afraid our dearest leader, may the past wolves bless her heart, will be upset. This is my second little without Albino pups and I'm aging out of my prime. I worry that if none of them are carriers, my liniage will be forgotten in the greatness of our beloved pack." "I see your concern, however, your daughter is impressing the pack everyday with her great skill and bueaty. Most of the male wolves would sell themselves to be her mate." The mother wolf nodded, looking from the herbalist to her pups. Two stood out to her. One, she could tell, would grow to be a gorgeous female and the other appeared strikingly similar to her older sister, just with a different color palette. Maybe her pups would be appreciated regardless of their carrier status.

After some time of being closely and carefully cared for by her mother, a gorgeous female opened her eyes. Their gorgeous blue hue emphasized the buety of her golden pelt. Her eyes glimmered with hope and any wolf could tell that this young pup would grow to do wondrous things.