When you feel my heat look into my eyes
Blood stained the left side of her face, but she was getting closer to the den. When her gaze lifted up, she could see the stones that marked how far her pups could go. When she saw that, her white paws carried her faster, limping slightly. As she got closer, she could see Ion, his light brown and white fur obvious as he stood in the front of the den. Silveris made her way closer, and she gave her son a wag of the tail as she walked towards him. When she got into the safety of the den, she sat down heavily. "Emery?" She asked, her voice soft, pain shooting through the left side of her face.
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The man would lift his head, blinking with surprise when he saw his mate stumble into the den. Blood coated the side of her face, the smell of it thick in the air. Almost so thick that it made his stomach churn. Emery would whine, worry clear in his eyes as he rose, moving over to her. Carefully he would lick the wound, shuddering some. “Silveris... Who has done this?” The black and white man asked. He could feel a bit of rage build up in his gut, and he would tense some. Why... Why had this happened?
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"Is there......any way I can help?" He would wait for his father's response, glancing at his mother from time to time.
Sora has a Fennec fox companion who is unless otherwise stated is with her. Alisa's speech is orange Sora's speech is green
Her mate licked her face, and Silveris would wait until Sora and Mieu were outside the den to speak. Tears glimmered in her eyes as she spoke to the only pup still inside the den. "Sora and Mieu will need you with them. That's a way you can help." Her voice was shaky, even more than her son's had been. She watched as he nodded, and then turned back to her mate. As she spoke, salty tears matted her fur.
"There were two of them. I fell asleep near this lake, and....It was a pack territory. I never even noticed the border. There was another wolf, but things didn't start until the first wolf appeared. She said something about the pack being Yfir. The first wolf that attacked was taller than both of us. And the other one was, too." She stopped, staring up at her mate. "I'm sorry."
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Emery would give a nod to Ion as his mate spoke. “Your mother is right. Come now, let’s get you out there with him.” Gaze would return to Silveris, taking in those tears. He felt angry and bitter. He’d listen to the tale, how his beloved have fallen asleep in pack territory. He would bristle, feeling frustration at the fact that she had been attacked. He understood packs were not exactly peaceful towards outsiders who trespassed... But this?
A snarl would ripple from his chest, frustration written on his face. “Damn them!” Emery would mutter under his breath. He would gently lick her again. “No Silveris... No... Don’t apologize to me.” He would examine the wound again. “I’m going to need to clean this the old fashioned way. Just sit still.” Tongue would go to work, rasping gently over the fur as he tried to clean away the blood.
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