the book of love is filled with... screaming?

She looked lost. He hoped that maybe she had a full list going over in her head, but her slowness to react and.. terrible idea to return now made him think she was worse than he thought. Bourbon found the courage to protest, they wouldn’t do any good if they killed themselves. They needed to rest just as much as the rest of the pack. Then she was suddenly stumbling to the ground. Bourbon knew she needed his help, but he wasn’t sure how he might get through to her.

He was already rushing to her side when the sound of her body hitting the hard ground reached him. She looked up to the sky, dazed but more cognitive than right after the start of the stampede. ”My lady,” He whispered softly as he lay himself next to her, his side pressed against her own as she lost her breath and squirmed beside him. ”Take in a deep breath,” he said soothingly as he aimed to nuzzle her cheek and ear comfortingly. ”Hold it,” he continued, ”And release.” He ended after a beat. He’d repeat this phrase over, not knowing if she could even do as he asked, but surely his soothing voice might help something.