Can You Feel The Love Tonight (Trica)

Another round of harsh shakes engulfed her small frame as she stood cowering against the wet sand. Out of everything the male had said she had only caught her name. The small femme paid not attention to the movement of her crown or the lick on her cheek, she couldn't even if she wanted too. Her brain stayed fixated on the images of blood and gore that could be the future of her pups and mate. Another whimper escaped her inky lips and she pressed her crown further into his chest, feeling the warmth from his body. As she pushed herself even farther into it, trying to escape her thoughts she realized something. His fur was soaked.

Deadly thoughts of blood rushed fresh into her mind as she shrieked, leaping straight into the air and turned to face her mate. Sterling eyes took in the water covered male in front of her, his soaking fur not containing an ounce of crimson. Fear lingered in her silver gaze as she looked him over once again, making sure that he wasn't hurt in the least and that he wasn't dead. Seeing nothing that struck her as odd, besides the sopping wet fur, she let her breathing return to normal. As her fur began to lay flat against her skin, she shuffled slowly over to her mate, her crown hung low and gaze not meeting his own. She had been stupid and almost had them both killed. Once the first tear fell, the rest came pouring with it. Silently sobbing she rested beside her mate, pushing back into his chest, trying to find relief from her thoughts. What was she thinking?!