Broken Antler Fen Right Back At It Again

Brandy turned to see her salt and pepper friend, smiling and yipping happily in greeting, rushing over and rubbing her face against his neck. When he asked about the rodent, she scowled back at the tree for a moment before shifting her lemon eyes back to him, sweet and interested.
         "Tried, but missed him again. Decided not to go with it, since my shoulder is still a bit sore."
No need to piss off the alpha again. That, plus the worry in his brown eyes made her want to be more careful. Why? Who the hell knows. But she did know the sinking, awful feeling in the pit of her stomach that made her never, NEVER want him to worry ever again. Especially because of her.