Beckoning Fire

She couldn't help but whine, and she was unable to rid herself of the sad feeling. The voices continued talking in her ear, their whispers muddled and indecipherable now but the tone of misery and desperation and overwhelming sadness were unmistakable. She swallowed past the lump in her throat, and when she opened her mouth to speak, she noticed a small glowing light drifting by her muzzle. Her eyes followed it for a moment, mouth closing slightly as she swore it looked like it was begging for her help...brows furrowed as she watched it. But when she blinked, the little light seemed to phase through her maw and she felt a chill run down her spine. Her whole body shivered though, the glow of her pelt pulsing quickly with the beat of her heart as she tried to make sense of all this...

"Tel'Teukiira"