'Bout to start a fire

She was tired and felt like she had no energy or drive to do anything. She missed Torin and the rest of her children, her and her son grieved the fact they couldn't see them. She was obviously taking it a lot harder and was even dipping into the dark spaces of depression. Mostly because she blamed herself fully for this whole situation that her and Paddy were in. It was her choice to attempt to hunt something bigger then she could safety handle, her fault she got hurt, then it was her fault she chose to seek out a stranger's help. Now her and Paddy were stuck being captive. She blamed herself and that paired with her grief over not being with her mate and the rest of her kids was mentally taxing. She hated this, but she had no strength to fight and she still wasn't fully healed from her injury either. She was in worse shape then her son was.

The pale women ushered them, shoved them, and herded them forward. Derecho was not very fast to begin with as she gimped along, and to be pushed and prodded irritated that tired and sore wolf to no end. She had no energy to snap back, no energy to try and run. The light touch from her son calmed her, reminding her that she still had him and she wasn't completely alone. When Recluse finally let them stop Derecho was quick to get into a comfortable position so she could rest. Her silvery blue eyes looked to her son briefly before looking to the women that showed up to Recluse's call.