Bruised and exhausted, Piper had dragged herself inland. So maybe she'd cut it a little too close with that last jump. Maybe she'd been reckless — but it wasn't like there was anyone around to care about that.
Still, suffering to death was not part of her 5 year plan. The fall hadn't killed her outright, and so she would go on. When she came to the borders of a pack it almost seemed like a sign from above — one that said, in glaring red letters, CALM YOUR SHIT FOR A LITTLE WHILE.
Okay. Fine. Message received.
She tossed her head back to howl for whoever was in charge of the place.
Still, suffering to death was not part of her 5 year plan. The fall hadn't killed her outright, and so she would go on. When she came to the borders of a pack it almost seemed like a sign from above — one that said, in glaring red letters, CALM YOUR SHIT FOR A LITTLE WHILE.
Okay. Fine. Message received.
She tossed her head back to howl for whoever was in charge of the place.
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Few enough had passed through since the move, something which still amazed the panther. He was surprised therefore when a voice called out from the borders — and one he didn't recognize, to boot! He hurried toward the sound, long legs eating up the ground at a rapid pace.
"Peace be," he said, greeting the red-and-gold girl on their borders. She seemed perilously young to him after all the time he'd spent worrying about Sulukinak, and at once, he felt a certain paternal protectiveness over her. "You're hurt — do you need a healer?"
"Peace be," he said, greeting the red-and-gold girl on their borders. She seemed perilously young to him after all the time he'd spent worrying about Sulukinak, and at once, he felt a certain paternal protectiveness over her. "You're hurt — do you need a healer?"
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