Breakaway

As the two wolves found her and prodded her, she was still mostly unaware. On the outside that was. Her breathing was more steady but still shallow. As Kane examined her a little more, her body reacted in a couple twitches but it was almost as if her soul was missing. Maybe typical for the condition she was in, physically and mentally. In her head she could hear the two of them talking and feel their paws on her. It scared her a little bit but she was just unaware enough not to fully realize what was happening.

She was coming to by the minute though even if it didn't seem that way. When Kane left, she could feel her mother touching her, talking to her, and as time went on she was building this mindset of not being in danger. Just the voice and comfort of her mother, even it she was worried or distraught, it was what would keep her calm when she opened her eyes.

It was before Kane would return that her eyes blinked open, but she wouldn't jump or move yet. She huffed a little bit from the pain under the lacerations on her throat, but overall she didn't seem to be doing as bad as she looked. It took a few seconds before her eyes really opened, finding the face of her own mother and still taking that moment to process. One of her paws lifted weakly towards her, a bit of disbelief maybe that she was here with her and some from the energy she had used escaping. "Mom...?" It was emotional, doubtful that this was real life. But still her paw reached up for her. She was still pretty weak, not completely out of her head. But she would be able to help them when Kane came back.

"Asheila"