Cally sprang to her paws and nuzzled the new member, her tail wagging happily. "Welcome to the pack!" She sat down again, feeling happy for the first time in a long time.
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Olive wandered through the forest, dragging her paws. Her head was bent low and her jaws were slightly parted in a heavy pant. She had been wandering for days along the border of the wall, stopping frequently to rest. Her paws and stomach were almost equally swollen. Every night she was haunted my nightmares of the thing and during the day she was energized by a need to find a safe, hidden place to stay the night. The due date was fast approaching, a though that filled her with exhileration and fear. She also spent her days searching for a hole in the wall, an opportunity, though she knew it was futile. Finding a stream, she eagerly thrust her muzzle into the refreshing water. Then, she settled down to nap.