The Times They Are A-Changin'

Clutching to Terra as gently as he could, he looked up at a wolf answered his call. He found himself surprised. He was so accustomed to it just being himself - and then Terra - against the world, that the appearance of a stranger startled him. He didn’t know where his family was, and didn't have any other friends to call upon. He was no healer, and he was helpless to help Terra with her injuries and pain. He scrunched his eyes up as relief flowed across his expression. Assuming of course that the stranger meant well.

It seemed she did, as her and her mate offered to help. He turned back to Terra, who was wheezing and attempting to speak. His name passed her lips, and he grimaced as he realised her worry was for him. “Shhh, sweet one, I’m okay. You’re okay. We’re all going to be okay.” through he wasn’t entirely sure how he would keep his promise. He had not used a term of endearment with Terra before, and she was surely too far gone to hear it now. He turned his attention back to Manea. “Yes. Please, we accept. Help us.” I’ll do anything He didn’t need to say it, it was in his eyes.


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