Epilogue

It was meaningless to wonder how long it had been. Time as she knew it was fluid, stretchable, compressible, not the constraining, rigid, linear, temporal corral that it became in this limited realm of physical reality. And yet, she'd been touched by that reality in some way she didn't fully understand. Something was… different. More solid.

Something was growing.

What she did understand was that she needed to find somewhere to stay, somewhere to hole up. She needed to den. She needed to stay safe, and out of sight, until, until… until something happened.

She would have to leave this reality. It was too alien, too strange and stifling, but… she would return. When it was… time, she would return.

Stretching her muzzle up into the breeze, she cast for the scent. She found it. He was a long way away. In this plane, at least. Sooner or later, she would have to return here, because the strange thing she didn't understand was partly grounded here.

Shaking her massive head, she paused. She was hungry. Already, she was hungry again. This was not her preferred hunting territory – the prey was too thin, unsustaining. There was more satisfying fare to rend and claw in her familiar original reality. So that's where she headed.

It was meaningless to wonder how long it would take, but when it became necessary, she would return, follow the scent, and find him. Her pups would be safe with him.

She faded out of physical form, and began her hunt.

THE END

That's all, folks! Hope you had a giggle, 'cause I'm just doin' it for the lulz. I might write some more if the Chocolate Powered Inspiration Fairy whacks me upside the head with an idea for a plot. Otherwise, see you in Hell! Let's all sing along, and-a-one, and-a-two, and-a-one-two-three...

Living easy, living free,
Season ticket on a one-way ride,
Asking nothing, leave me be,
taking everything in my stride,
Don't need reason, don't need rhyme,
Aint nothing I would rather do,
Goin' down, party time,
My friends are gunna be there too...