Scared of the dark

*Cannival* · 06-09-2019, 08:51 PM

Cannival

One look at the pup's sorrowful face, and Cannival's heart broke for the hundredth time since joining Abaven. "No." She said, suddenly desperate as her friend turned to leave, swiping her paw forward to catch Motif's chest with claws sheathed. The lioness flopped into the dirt, dragging the pup against her and pressing blackened nose into her scruff affectionately to hold her in place. "You could never disturb me." Her heart wrenched, and she moved to lick Motif's ears if she'd let her. The pup was obviously upset. Cannival knew the alphas would be very busy tending to the injured, and her grip upon her tightened as she pictured Motif huddled alone and cold in her den. "Can I tell you a secret?" She asked her friend, voice softening to a whisper. "I see the fire, too."

"You.""Think.""Speech"

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