NEVA POV
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Here is a thing nobody tells you about going into labor with a fully-presented wolf: she has thoughts.
Strong thoughts.
Unsolicited, continuous, extremely specific thoughts about everything happening to the body she now co-occupies, delivered with the urgency of someone who has been suppressed for nineteen years and has decided that now — right now, this particular moment — is the time to catch up on all the opinions she's been saving.
*You're tense,* she said, approximately three seconds after I'd told Ziko.
I'm aware, I told her internally.
*You should breathe.*
I know how to breathe.
*You're not doing it right.*
I have been breathing for twenty-two years—
*Incorrectly, apparently.*
I would like to point out that this is not a useful contribution.
She went quiet
