"Mara?" Roxy's voice softened. "Honey, what is it? Are you in pain?"
Because I don't understand where this foolish talk is coming from.
"Get the pup out of me," Mara whispered.
Roxy blinked. "What?"
"Get it out!" Mara screamed, her voice cracking, as if she was mad at Roxy when Roxy wasn't the one who even gave her the child. She clawed at her stomach. "Take it out, Roxy! I don't want it! I changed my mind! Make it stop!"
She collapsed to her knees in the dirt, sobbing hysterically.
"I saw her!" Mara wailed. "I saw the blood! I saw the tearing! She was in so much pain, Roxy! A Dragon roared in pain! If a Dragon cannot handle it... How can I? I am just a wolf! I will break! I will split in two!"
This pisses me off to tears.
Roxy dropped her bag and knelt in the dirt, grabbing Mara's wrists to stop her from scratching herself.
"Mara, stop! Look at me!"
