Dead hearts are everywhere

Keiki had trailed behind the group, occasionally taking her turn to carry the pups when needed but otherwise she lagged behind enough so that eventually she was nearly left behind. Forced to follow with scent trails alone the distraught girl trudged after her broken family. Finally she too would arrive at the pack borders, though late enough that by now her disappearance would be noticed if it hadn’t already been.

The small group was scattered around the border, her brother and younger sister seemingly involved in some sort of conversation that Keiki was much too late to grasp and a red marked woman addressing her mother. With a slight whine the girl approached her mother, seating herself beside the smaller woman and leaning into her form. Gently nudging the mostly unmoving form of her younger brother back into their mother’s protective form.