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As she waited on the borders of the what she assumed to be Khalas new home, she came to realize that something wasn't quite right. The scent of this pack was familiar but it was not Dotharan, though the female still hoped to find at least another former pack-mate here on the mountain. She grew uneasy and as the Alpha pair grew closer and their scent's became more specific, Kivi's eyes grew wide with fear. Her last memory before darkness was of the large, dark female who ripped her throat apart and sent her into her paralyzed state. The last thing the female wanted was another repeat of that day, and her body immediately lowered to the ground and she quickly began to slink away before she caused anymore commotion. However there was no use, the muscles in her right hind leg gave out unexpectedly, and she was now stuck before an angry Alpha pair and a Beta who's shoulder she messed up. It wasn't exactly the situation the female wanted to be in right now, and she immediately froze under the cold stare of the pale Beta.

Her tongue nervously licked her lips while her stomach stay pressed against the earth, a position the Dotharan wolfess was not use to. Her tail tucked under her belly while her honey eyes kept a close eyes on the three strong wolves that stood before her. She had no family, no friends, all Kivi had was enemies and right now she needed to fix the mess she had made and restore her family name. A whimper came from the Dotharan female's mouth as she stayed in place not daring to step closer to the wolves who currently ruled the mountain. If she healed these wounds between the leaders of the Spire and herself, Kivi believed she might actually have a chance at surviving, though she was highly doubtful.