My Fairest Lady

Nalyda was outside of the den, gathering herbs to try and see if she could help Annette some more. The cuts that she had recieved from her so-called, Guardian, had been troubling her pup deeply. Her crimson orbs would look up, her ears swiveled to the side as she was called by her mate.

The dark dame grabbed the collected herbs and walked back to the den, smiling when she saw her mate as she placed the herbs down and approached him, nudging his chest as she smiled. "What did you need me for, my love?" She asked, sitting down beside him and wrapping her tail around her side, cranium tilted everso slightly.