Broken

It wasn't often that Blue left the sweet spot of her home. But today she was ranging far and wide for what she may need for the coming winter months. Fall was fast upon them, and her caches were low. She had used so much of her store recently both with Luke and Lasher. It was a bit worrisome. She still had a good amount of things, but one never knew what they may need. And Blue, Blue believed in being prepared.

It was on this cold blustery day, that she smelled fresh blood upon the air. The sun was beginning to fly higher into the sky and soon enough it would be warm. Blue stuck her nose to the ground and followed the scent, desperation adding speed to her heels. What if Lasher reopened his wound? Or what if it was one of her children.

She came to a cave entrance and she chuffed gently inside. Hello! is anyone in there? Does someone need help?  Then she waited anxiously.