After The Storm

Another day where he had tried to seek out Soliloquy's pups, though he was fruitless this time he had a feeling they were with Cascade. He still wasn't completely sure how he felt about the woman, she'd been odd but a decent teacher. Surely she wouldn't harm a child. He'd shake his head of the thoughts as he loped along with little purpose now. That was until he'd caught scent of his sister's blood.

Fear raced over him as his heart rate increased, a droplet of crimson liquid stained the trail back to their den, and he couldn't have moved faster. After rushing back to the den he shared with his sister the scene that met him was gruesome. He'd seen better looking fresh dead rabbits and by the look of the placement of her wounds Mercy might be heading to a similar state. He wanted to panic and scream, but he'd been taught well. Mostly. "Holy Sh... Mercy!" He managed to stammer out as he curled by her side, his tongue on her wounds as he tried to see the severity beneath.