Silvertip Mountain Let the devil take me

She was ripped out of her thoughts of running by a terrible scream that made her eyes widen in fear and her fur raise. She didn't have time to prepare so when the incoming ball of fur hit her she went flying, landing on her side in a painful heap. She blinked her wide, terrified eyes and tried to identify her attacker. Raissa's fangs were bared and her fur was fluffed out, ready to defend not herself, but the helpless pups that were so close to being born.

She scrambled from the ground and spun on the wolf, only to stop in her tracks when she realized it was only Fitz. She let out a sigh of relief and let her fur fall flat, trying to catch her breath and wipe the tears from her eyes.

"Oh my god, why would you do that? That hurt." she told him, her voice shaky from the scare he had just given her. She quietly took a seat and lifted a paw to rub her swollen stomach, murmuring little nothings to soothe the pups that had started squirming at the sudden impact that had jarred her body.