god only helps those who learn to help themselves

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Thoughts


June stirred when the russet male appeared, her amber gaze tracking him as he drew closer, head held high. Her eyes flicked across his ruffled fur, concern worming its way into her thoughts. Was he alright? It wasn't exactly her place to ask, however, and June didn't want to offend him by asking, so she kept her maw clamped shut until the male spoke. June gazed at him for a moment, fear keeping her jaw glued shut until June took a shuddering breath, forcing a wavering few words out. "I . . . I seek to joinyourpack." Her first words were hesitant, and then they began to run together as she progressed further along into the sentence.

Why had she decided to do this? Well, mostly because her brother had gone potentially insane and June needed somewhere to stay. And scary though it might be to address this russet stranger, she needed to do it. Otherwise, Gus might really attempt to kill her, and she couldn't imagine trying to fight back. A playful spar was one thing, but to really attempt to injure her brother? There was no way June could do that. She loved him far too much to try such a thing, no matter what he was doing. Which was why she needed a pack, a family - June didn't have a deathwish, she just didn't want to fight her brother.

And so June was standing here for a good reason, in her own opinion. She just didn't fully know how to vocalize it, how to explain that the plague that she hardly knew existed had impacted her life as well. She hadn't heard of any other sick wolves, probably due to the fact that June made an effort to avoid other wolves as much as possible. For all she knew, Gus had just spontaneously gone crazy and was now on a murdering spree. Or maybe he just wanted to kill her. The latter option seemed more likely, as June couldn't picture Gus trying to kill anyone.