She-wolf hugged the egg even tighter.
She so desperately wanted the secrets to stay put, safe and sound within their egg shell.
But Father-Wolf urged her to let go and embrace the inevitable, these secrets had plans of their own.
As she released her grip the egg hatched, well, burst open.
Rays of vivd colour and blurred memories shot out with the faint sound of a thousand murmured whispers into the sky
And off, away with the wind.
Marie Gordon