The Luna And Her Quadruplet Pups Chapter 111

3rd person

Paisley waited for the pain; śhe waited for the blackness closing in to become complete, or for the monster approaching her to bite her in half- but neither came. When she started to lose consciousness, her muscles relaxed enough for her foot to be freed from the rocks, but it was already too late. She floated freely now, however her lungs were quickly filling with water, and she no longer had the energy to try and swim.

She’d resigned herself to being some aquatic predator’s dinner, but she had to wonder how much longer it would take -the creature swimming towards her had appeared to be only feet away. Surely she should be dead by now? The next thing she knew a massive warm body was swimming beneath her, and then she was being lifted to the surface. When her head broke through the rapids, water spewed from her l!ps, expelled from her lungs by forceful contractions as she coughed and sputtered.

She clutched the pillowy object beneath her, content to simply close her eyes and rest as it carried her along. Still, after the initial exhaustion and confusion wore off, she remembered her siblings, and lifted her head. She didn’t have the first clue what the creature supporting her was – she’d never seen anything like it. It was gray and as round as a balloon, with wide flippers and a large rounded tail. She couldn’t see its face, she was sprawled like a starfish over it’s warm back, and she was too tired and afraid to risk moving.

They were gliding through forests of river grasses, and as Paisley squinted into the distance she could see the other pups up ahead. They’d halted their log ride against some boulders and were standing on the rocks, seemingly caught in the middle of a heated argument.

We have to go back!” Riley was insisting.