It's Been Awhile Since I've Fucked Things Up Just Like I Always Do [Pythia]

Her other senses heightened to compensate for the lack of sight. If it were not for her overly sensitive nose, she may not have scented her brother along the ravine's territory. That sharp tinge of blood nearly masking his brotherly Raider scent put her on alert. Ears lifted, chin twisting slightly, catching the wind as it shifted to listen. There, not terribly far, his breath rasps quietly, forcing itself to drag in and out as if he were in an immense amount of pain.

Racing up the winding pathway around the treehouse as fast as her paws could without bumping into anything, Pythia hurried grabs a spare medical pack that Sakana kept there for emergencies. With it between her teeth, the growing pup stumbles over her paws, but doesn't stop. Sifting through leaf litter and dodging rocks and trees to the best of her ability, she rushes to her brother. "Tarnith," she calls out from around the pack in her mouth.

"Talk, please. Tell me where it is," her ethereal voice is hushed, but stern. Plopping herself down beside him, she places her paws on his shoulder, beginning to gingerly feel over his cold and shaking body for the injuries.

"speech"