Phantom Hollow True Colors

She blinked repeatedly, tears streaking from her stinging eyes. She couldn't reach up and rub at them--her dominant right forelimb was currently her only support as the left was still held suspended and bleeding. Eventually her vision began to clear, and across from her she recognized the members of her pack. Malice and Issun, both struggling, and Judas beneath them. Mitanni whined softly to herself, shrinking a little in place. Don't let him back up.

Between the two wolves, they managed to subdue the traitor, though not without a bit more bloodshed. After Judas seemingly went unconscious, she saw it across Malice's eye--the eye itself thankfully unharmed--and she felt gratitude well up within her as her alpha stepped over to offer her a nuzzle. The Healer's Den, right. She'd forgotten about it, but now it sounded like the most important place in the world. "Okay," Mitanni answered, surprised to hear her own voice shake. Maybe she didn't feel as composed as she thought.

Afraid that she might further succumb to her shock in front of everyone, and desperately wanting to be away from Judas before he could possibly be given a second chance to finish what he'd started, Mitanni hobbled away on three limbs toward the Healer's Den while everyone else remained distracted with the traitor.