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Silveris loved her three children, honestly, she did, but she felt like she was dead on her paws. Sure, her three children weren't all that bad with asking her about things, but it was the fact that she couldn't stop worrying about them. She stayed up for hours on end on several nights, pacing around inside the den and around the den as well, her ears pricked and alert for any little movement. This was one of those nights, but the brown and white female had went further than she had planned, a soft sigh escaping her as she sat down, watching the moon for a long time. Soon, she would have to be more alert than ever. But it was worth it, seeing her three pups healthy and safe each morning.
After a while, the female jolted at a scent, blinking heavily, staring out at the lake in confusion. In her exhaustion, she had settled down next to the lake without even realizing it. Her ears flattened as she turned her gaze to another wolf, who was a short distance away. There was a slim chance she could get away without the other noticing, hopefully. Rising to her paws, she backed away, feeling better now that she had slept. In the darkness, she didn't see the stick until it was too late, her back paw landing on it and making it snap. The noise was loud, too loud, and Silveris knew that there was no chance for a stealthy escape.
Great Castiel. The thought came with a soft sigh, as the female stayed still in the darkness, hoping that the other wouldn't notice that she was still there. It was unlikely that the other wolf wouldn't, but maybe it was so caught up in its own thoughts that it hadn't noticed.
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think
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