Fox's Glade wasn't expecting that

Hoping for a neutral or friendly encounter, since she's been through enough! Other WF particularly welcome. :)

Young Regipre knew she wanted nothing to do with wolves ever again, not even the kindly ones, like Swift and Luke. She was sick and tired of being treated like some sort of parasite. More than that, her trust in the species had been irreparably broken by the vicious Saena. What she really wanted to do was gather Sart and go back home to their mother and Papref. There was no way on earth she would ever be able to collect her sister, though, so Reggie had to set that idea aside and focus on getting back to the plains. It would have been an arduous journey regardless of her leg but now it would be next to impossible. And she would have to wait a while, until she was in a condition to travel.

It might be weeks before she could move much. For now, the sickly coyote sprawled near the little brook that wound through Fox's Glade, just trying to survive and slowly recover. Reggie knew the odds were stacked against her. Infection was a definite possibility. Even if her wound healed without complication, she would have to learn how to walk, run and hunt with only three legs. Her age complicated the latter part especially; she had barely been scraping by before her amputation.

But when the sun rose today, Reggie nibbled on a few plants Swift had recommended to help with the pain, then sat up for the first time in what felt like ages. Her remaining foreleg trembled slightly but she managed to shift her weight to compensate. Once she felt properly balanced, the sylphlike prairie wolf slowly stood. Although all movement caused her stump to twinge, she clenched her teeth and pushed through it. After a moment, she was standing. She wobbled slightly and had to bounce her single foreleg to adjust but luckily didn't fall.

Very gingerly, she bounced again, using her back feet to propel her forward. She took the equivalent of two steps. She swayed slightly but didn't even come close to falling. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad. But for now, the pain was becoming too much. Wincing slightly, Regipre slowly sat on her haunches beside the water, simply trying to breathe through it as her golden eyes watched some minnows darting about in the shallows.