For the past week she had been sick. The first few days after eating the meat from the deer she had been fine and then slowly she grew sick, her nose running and body cramping with various stomach problems added on. She had avoided the pack, hanging around and keeping watch and separating the carcass to store in a few caches she had dug up. The illness didnt last long and she had held the meat down but she wondered how the other wolf had fared, if their pack had gotten sick from the meat. The thought nagged at her and she called for @Praimfaya deciding that it was more than worth talking to the young leader about.
November 30, 2019, 08:28 AM
a call for her rises thru the air, and praimfaya's steps upon the borders still as her ears swivel to detect the area of origin. she recognizes the call as pool's and once she determines a rough location of the older woman, the young worlida takes her leave of the borders in search of her splita. it doesn't take praimfaya too long, and her steps begin to slow to an eventual stop as the woman's form comes into view. frostbound gaze looks upon pool, having noticed her separation from the pack for a few days. though it had roused some concern, for as ruthless as praimfaya could easily be she is a compassionate beast when it comes to her kru, but she hadn't attempted to pry. she had given pool her space in the hopes that eventually, what bothered the woman would come to light.
pool,the worlida greets her.
is everything alright?praimfaya asks, subtly letting her know that her segregation from roankru had not gone unnoticed by the commander-to-be.
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