I need a Dr.

She could see his grin, but barely as she fought off the tunnel vision that began to take over. Her situation was dire, and the girl tried to comprehend what might have happened if Allegro hadn’t been there. Smiling helped her keep her mind off the pain as her savior’s call was quickly answered by a tall olderish man. He was dark, and marked in cold colors the way Allegro seemed to be wrapped in warm.

Had the Memoire girl been more lucid she might have protested the lack of manners as the alpha did not stop to introduce himself before practically lifting her from the ground when he supported her side. He was careful though, and despite it being unexpected she was not any worse than before. ”Thanks, gents.” She muttered to the both of them as she yielded to their care. They spoke as though she were not there, but she couldn’t blame them because she barely was.

The journey to the den was a blur before she was finally settled down, just in time to feel a bout of nausea fall over her. Her skin pales considerably as she felt herself grow flush, like she was too hot for her own fur. Oh yes, she decided that she likely would be facing death at this moment were she not in this den. Twig wouldn't let anyone convince her otherwise.