Stray Omega by Lizzy Bequin

charged ahead into this sea of weeds, jumping and frolicking and nipping
playfully at each other. Farther off in the distance stood their destination, a
massive cluster of strange geometric towers that glittered and winked in the
sun.
The Central Ruins.
Embla had seen that place before, but only at night, only by the soft glow of
the moon. Seeing it now fully illuminated by the sun, it really was a glorious
sight, and she felt the strange energy of that place beckoning her onward.
But Embla couldn’t let herself give in to her curiosity.
It was now or never. Once the alphas led her out into that open prairie, there
would be no hope of escape. The grass was too low to hide in. She needed to
escape into the forest.
But how?
Embla needed to think of something quick because the alphas were done
enjoying the view and they were starting to march forward into the grass.
Orwen tugged at her leash, urging her onward.
Embla resisted.
She needed to buy some time to think.
With a whine, she squatted beside a nearby tree to piss. Fortunately, the water
she had been drinking during the past hours now sat heavily in her bladder.
By carefully modulating her flow, Embla was able to drag her urination out
for a long time.