Certain tragedy

*Erani* · 06-09-2014, 08:09 PM

Erani

She had stepped away from the quarantine, needing a breath of air that wasn?t laden with the illness. One ear tipped back slightly as she padded along the plains, as a thought occurred to her. Air circulation might be beneficial to sick wolves. Gods she hoped this malady died off without anymore deaths? Quintus? voice rolled over the plains, and Erani turned to look for her grandson. Deep blue gaze fell on his form, and she was bounding forward in moments. He too had fallen ill. Where he had vanished off to, she had not idea. She wasn?t even mad at him for his lack of attendance at the meeting. She was more worried about his health.

?Quintus. Come with me.? Her eyes were worried, but she forced herself to be calm, coming to stand beside him and lead him toward her den. ?Come with me, my grandson.? Her voice was soothing, encouraging, as she began to help him to his paws. Please, Luna, don?t let a seizure attack him now. He was already afraid, and the seizures might throw him into a panic.

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