McKayla is Not Impressed
11-30-2018, 05:42 PM
After just a moment, she heard the yelp of a young man up ahead. The maternal instinct that lay strong within her flared up at the sound of someone in pain, and with little hesitation she went on full alert. Her ears perked, listening for the sound of shuffling paws as the stranger headed toward her, and thus toward the cavern's entrance. The yelping gave way to shouting, another voice - clearly not canine - echoed through the cave as they headed toward her. When she saw them peeking through the darkness, moving quite hurriedly, she jerked her head upright. "Excuse me," Ara cleared her throat and tried to catch the wolf's attention. He was a young male with a gorgeous blue coat, like nothing she'd ever seen before, but she was thoroughly distracted by whatever was happening. He seemed to be limping, but she saw no visible injury, at least right away. "Are you alright? What happened?" Genuine concern laced itself onto her features, but her voice was strong and clear. Though deeply introverted, and often quite reclusive, when it came to matters of healing there was no room for being meek - she was all business. |