Only a moment of peace

*Recluse* · Updated 04/30/23:

((Liquid timing set to the day of the challenge))

Recluse was sore, she was moving but it was slow and shambling, and more than physically she was destroyed emotionally. She'd been forced to trust her older children could handle themselves, she had to get to her husband, had to get to her youngest litter, they could not be allowed to be found by the bitch. But it was killing her, she had been able to smell the blood that wasn't her own or Medusa's but everything had been a blur. She'd passed out briefly, just enough, Medusa had taken her throne when Recluse's own body had failed her and it had all moved too quickly. She had prayed her children were smart enough to understand what she'd meant, that they'd scatter to the winds and make it so if the bitch wanted to hold them hostage she'd have to overextend herself, have to spread herself too thin to keep them, make her reign a living hell, never be where Medusa wanted them to. She could not know that her sons had fucked up some of their own survivability, could not know that Mac's leg had been shattered while she'd been fighting, by his own stupidity. She'd learn it soon enough when she made her way to the Armada but for now, she could only hope that her children would run.

That was what her youngest would need to do, but she had to be there to help them do it, had to tell her husband. She had a thought, had a place she hoped to take them for their safety but that would come once she could drag herself there. The woman had not dared go back to Habari to get Eraithus' scent, dared not let herself get close to those lands. Galho had taken wing to try and spot the man and he'd taken to leading the shambling woman, but it was such a long walk on a body so battered, and the adrenaline was slipping out of her blood and the exhaustion was setting in. She shuffled her way up the slope and knew she wouldn't make it all the way up, her legs giving out from under her and Recluse let lose a yelp, she dared not howl, dared not risk giving her youngest's location away, but she could not help the sound of pain, of panic, of a deep fear from escaping her lungs. She could only hope Eraithus was close and would hear her.

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Only a moment of peace

Eraithus (and maybe youngest pups later)

Recluse