Blood Trail

Marina was resting, thank the Gods that she had found her son… or rather Chasm had found her. She found herself better at ease, though as each day passed she was more than certain with her changing scent that the male had impregnated her. She twitched her ears and nose, having finally been able to move into the barn after a day or so under Chasm’s care. The temporary shelter was no den, but at least it was warm and dry. Her son and his companion brought her food, and the female found herself a bit happier than she had been despite the circumstances.

But the howl of Regulus was not something the female could ignore. She perked her ears, slowly opening her eyes. She still had a fever, and the more mangled leg had it’s wound become infected. The broken one wasn’t fairing much better, though both had been cleaned thanks to Chasm. It was just a matter of seeing a healer now.

Marina threw back her head, giving a loud call to her alpha to let him know where she was, to let him know she was alive. She wasn’t keen to move, however, and she let out another howl after calling to her alpha for her son, a more maternal howl, to let Chasm know that it was a friend, not foe, that neared her. Then the woman lowered her head onto her paws once more, her red and pink gaze fixed on the opening to the barn. Hopefully Reg wouldn’t have too much of a problem finding her here.