Even if it Breaks your Heart

Her words of understanding were answered with a nod, and the crimson male stepped aside, no longer barring her path into the territory. ‘Pella.” He said simply, turning to lead the way through the moorland, paws stepping quietly along a trail, already near silent paw-steps muffled further still by the peat under paw.

“Let’s see if there are any rabbits left.” Punished she might be, but he wasn’t going to let her struggle to hunt down a meal for herself in her current condition. There would be allowed a little time to recover, but once those few days were up, he expected to see hard work from her.

“We’ve had several deaths in the family and the pack. Mother and father, and Crucible,” It still hurt to speak of the losses, but he went on “And we have no high ranking members other than myself. Kavdaya is… ill.” He knew she grieved, and that she wallowed in guilt, and something she just couldn’t seem to shake, but he was at a loss as to how to help her best.