Bleeding love[epidemic thread]

The dame had mostly been brooding around, her swollen belly a heavy weight for her to carry around. She was still not too far in, but her stomach had protruded enough that she got looks from everyone else. She was part of the pack, but she tried to keep as much distance from them as possible. It was only when Scorpion's howl sounded out that she perked her ears, taking note that something was not right. A whine slipped past her cream muzzle and she ran for the sound, ran to see what could be affecting him. There had been wild whispers of a sickness spreading through Alacritis, but she had believed them to be just rumors. Nevertheless she was worried, the emotion displaying itself in her violet eyes.

By the time Othello made it to the scene there were already quite a few wolves. There was Orchid, and a strange male and female. The male smelled of Covari, so she wasn't too concerned. But the female, the way that she was standing by Scorpion made her hackles stand on end. She was about to growl when she finally took in Scorpion, how he was laying and the scent that hovered around him. No... Blood caked under his eyes, his beautiful golden eyes clouded and blurry. A sharp whine came from the mother to be and she trotted over to him. The dame was about to reach out, but hesitated. She so wanted to touch him, to comfort him, but the concern for their pups weighed on her mind. Taking in the other wolves around her, her ears lay flat against her skull in her unease. "What's going on here?" She asked, her vocals soft and full of worry.

The dame glanced over Scorpion, wanting to whine but swallowing the sound. He was supposed to be her protector, to watch over her. She didn't know what to do without him. Lifting a paw, she hovered it over his head, longing to touch him but something made her place it back down on the earth. Looking at Orchid, she licked the dame on the ear. They had seemed to grow a bit closer over the duration of her time here. "Can I help?"