there?!” he cried into the stormy night. The snow flurried and fell heavily, making it difficult to see, and the young couple could barely make out a shape in the darkness.
“Is that-“ Kay started to whisper, but never finished. A hulking figure sprang from the darkness and through the falling snow, and they screamed, Kay latching onto her husband’s arm.
When she worked up the courage to peek, she opened her eyes and was amazed by the panting creature in front of her. It was a grey wolf, but much, much larger - almost the size of a lion, probably bigger. In it’s teeth, the massive animal carried a basket, but Kay couldn’t quite make out what was inside.
Either way, this was the most extraordinary thing she had ever seen. Little did she know, it would only become more so.
“What are you?” Thomas asked the creature, still clutching his gun, still pointing it at the wolf. The animal didn’t reply, but was suddenly lost in a particularly heavy flurry of snow. Kay squinted into the ice; however, where the silhouette of an animal once was, the figure of a considerably smaller human had replaced it. It stepped out into the open once again, a woman,
clothed in a rich-looking garment and covered in furs to protect from the cold. Her face was thin, and her features small and delicate, like the arms and hands that now clutched the woven basket. Her white-blonde hair flowed behind her in the wind, yet didn’t tangle like one would
expect it to. Thomas and Kay gaped at the woman, speechless.
She, however, looked quite amused, and gestured to her get-up.
“I assure you, these are not wolf skins.” She looked between the two of them for a moment, judging their reaction, then laughed. “My apologies. I should have known that humor may not have been the smartest outlet with you two.” She sighed.
“Who are you?” Kay cried out, suddenly brave. Perhaps it was the adrenalin, perhaps this was simply how she channeled her fear. Either way, the woman was impressed.
“I hoped that this was a worthwhile decision. It seems to me I may have been correct. My name is Kelandra, and I ask your assistance.” The woman bowed, but the couple continued to stare.
“Assistance with what?” Kay asked, her brows furrowed, her heart pounding. For the first time, the woman displayed the contents of the basket, and Kay gasped.
An infant, somehow asleep despite the chaos around her, lay bundled inside. The woman, Kelandra, looked lovingly at the child, but pain flashed across her features as she looked back up at Kay and Thomas.
“I need someone to take care of this child.” Kay looked at her husband, then back to Kelandra, then burst out laughing. Kelandra crossed her arms over her chest. “Indulge me. Why do you find this so hilarious?”
Kay wiped at her eyes.
“Lady, we’re barely able to survive with just the two of us on our current income. We weren’t planning on having children for years, and you expect us to take this one in now? From some woman that neither of us even knows?” Kay was angry now, and Kelandra stared at her evenly.
“I will admit, I’m not well-versed in human culture, and I don’t understand your societal norms. But I am willing to compensate you and your husband so that you will not have any extra expenses. In fact, I think you’ll find that you will live more comfortably.” Kelandra tried to be reasonable; however, Kay was only getting angrier.
“You have no idea the level of commitment it takes to be a parent. You have no clue what the job entails, nor do you care what kind of burden that this will put on our family-“ Kay was spewing, but the woman interrupted.
“I do have an idea what it’s like to be a parent. In fact so far, I’ve had to make some difficult choices, for instance: fleeing with my newborn child and handing her off to some strangers, because if I don’t, she’ll die.” Kay gasped at this, suddenly
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