What Doesn’t Kill You

Yellow eyes met his golden pools, seriousness washed over her features. She knew he was concerned for her well-being, but she wanted to help. To not fight was to not protect her pack, and she was not interested in being a useless leech on their resources. ”I know you are worried Khranbari. However, I do not promise to not fight for or protect our pack. I will just be more careful next time, and I’ll train harder to become stronger and faster. Then maybe I won’t worry you so much.” she blinked, hoping he would let her words sink in. The pair turned to head back toward camp empty pawed but alive. ”Im alright enough.” she limped but she leaned greatly on him for support as they slowly made their way through the snow. Hopefully their skirmish was enough to get the message across to the big cat that he isn’t welcome on Valta territory.

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