WILDEHART'S REWARD

WILDEHART’S REWARD

CHARACTERS:  Wildehart, a hound

RATING: G

SUMMARY: Wildehart gets her reward at last.

A/N: This was written for Hunnie Andora Wildehart, my familiar who passed on the 13^th of August, 2012

WORD COUNT: 191

 

WILDEHART’S REWARD

At noon on Hecate’s day, the mist parted and Wildehart stepped though. She wasn’t in pain or weak she was young and fierce again.

Wildehart looked around and saw the Goddess Diana standing there. Wildehart stood there straight and proud. She was there to join the Wild Hunt.

Diana waved her over. “Come little one we have been waiting for you. We need your help on the hunt.”

Wildehart snorted in pleasure. She had been waiting too. Today was her day. She stepped into the pack of hounds and gave her tail a happy wag. She was finally where she belonged after years of service as a Familiar to her Witch. This was her reward, a place in the Wild Hunt. 

Diana picked up her bow and quiver of arrows. She called out to the hounds. “Let us ride the wind.”

The dogs in the front let out a howl and they were off into the wind. Wildehart followed them.

Wildehart missed her Witch, but this was what she was meant to do. She barked and ran with the other dogs as they chased the wind into the raging storm ahead.