calm between storms

Eulogy thought she had died ten times over now. She wanted desperately to close her eyes and sleep but they wouldn't let her. Why was that? Her head ached, bad, so bad. Sleep could only help her right? She was exhausted beyond exhaustion now. And on top of that shed been displaced from her den. She was so out of place, felt so vulnerable in the temporary den her brother had her in. Its entrance was much too large and it had no bolt exit.

She was on alert, high alert. She couldn't bring herself to stay inside the den. She might have to run. The temporary dressing had started itching as well. She was doing her best to not claw and paw at it. She was curled into as small a ball as she could be and as far away from the majority of the displaced pack members. Rhyme's steps had her snapping her slowly drifting eyes open and to him. He nuzzled her and she let a sigh escape her nose. Even his comfort brought no relief. Poem had done good dressing her head she thought for a girl not yet a year. Not that she herself knew anything about healing.

His greeting was answered with a small tug of her lips but honestly she was exhausted and wanted to cry from the pain in her head. She knew her eyes watered but he had so many others to worry over that he shouldn't be worried over a mistake like her. "I'm.... fine. Just a headache." she should of told him the truth probably but he was needed elsewhere.