What do you do when the devil comes for you?

The sound of a tree snapping in front of the nursery awoken her and her pups. Wind howled into the den with rage. She could hear thunder roaring in the distance. Lusa was immediately up and grabbing all of her pups by their scruffs. She swiftly ran up to the entrance, ready to get her puppies out, but it was blocked by a fallen tree. She placed down her puppies and ran up to the tree and smelled the air. The swamp was closer than usual. She further investigated and found a small gap. It was big enough for her puppies to fit through, and if she tried hard enough she could get through as well.

One by one, she pushed them through. Afterwards she sent out a howl of distress, asking anyone to help get her pups to safety. She then pushed her own body through. She gritted her teeth as the sharp bark clawed at her pelt. She was almost out when she felt that her left leg was stuck. She tried pulling out, determined to be with her pups, but then she heard a snap. Pain shot through her whole body and there was unbearable pain in her paw. "Help! My paw! Its... its broken!" She winced with pain as she pulled herself out. She looked down to study her paw. It was bent in an awkward position. Her claw touched her leg and blood poured from it. She let out another, more agonized, howl.