Carry On

Even with puppies on the ground everywhere she managed to keep up with patrols, although it certainly made it difficult. She couldn't stop thinking about Poem and the little ones - and Soul! Poor, sweet Soul. Only a monster of a mother would abandon her child. With abandoned children on the brain, Theory was quick to answer the call at the borders. Others might call on Abaven for help during this relentless winter and she was happy to oblige.

Upon arrival to the scene she was met with two young adults - they had striking markings the likes of which she'd never seen. Theory gave them both a warm smile and sat slowly back on her haunches on the Abaven side of the border. "What can I do for you?"