Hail to the King & Queen of the Ruckus

She was nearly there in her healing journey. Rou was satisfied with her healing progress, and her bandages were ready to come off within the next couple of weeks at the earliest. She was eager to get back out and about and resume her usual duties. Her pups were growing into themselves and showing progress in who they would be when they got older, though Amethyst had had a rough start since she was born the runt of the litter, she was finally released from Rou's medical care and observation and had left the den earlier to...well, she assumed to wreak her first havoc now that she was free to do as she wished. Things were changing. Things had changed. And things would continue to change. Winter was upon them, and that brought closer the time when Red would take over. She wasn't getting any younger, after all, and although she was still as spry as ever, she knew it wouldn't last forever. Not to mention she wasn't sure how her latest injuries would affect her later on, though she supposed time would tell. Hobbling her way toward the outside of the Gorge, she tilted her head and called for Red. Whether he was near or far, she requested his presence so that they could talk about the future.


"Speech!"

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