Needing a little pick me up

*Maija* · 07-06-2014, 10:34 AM

Sibelle's loss was a setback, but not the end of the world. Maija was not disheartened that her sister had sustained the injuries she had. In fact, she was as proud of her as if she had just had children. The Armada woman was strong and ruthless, two traits Maija had been drawn to upon meeting the russet-furred wolf. Love was evident in how Maija supported Sibelle on their way back to Covari for wound care and rest.
The golden-furred goddess followed Sibelle's limping form, not too far behind in case she crumbled to the ground. Thankfully, she had reached Covari boundaries just in time of doing so and shortly after, the wolves that supported Sibelle almost as much as she appeared. Wounds and injuries were tended to and she walked up beside Sibelle to help her rise. Words were not said as she nuzzled her cheek tenderly before flicking an ear to the children behind her. She hoped her yearlings would have the sense to attempt to help as well. Otherwise, they would be reprimanded for not trying to help their hurt aunt.

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