Silvertip Mountain Drained

All open, set by Glass Cave.

Zaria disliked it to admit but she was suffering. The wound on the side of her neck that extended all the way to her shoulder was really draining her energy. The pain was getting worse and it wasn't like they had a healer. Now that the wound was closing up it wound wasn't very flexible, and a shoulder needed to be flexible. The slender female sat at the entrance of the glass cave. Her green eyes looked tired. Eventually she submitted to her tiredness and laid down. The only time she laid down was when she was with Fitz.

Maybe she did have a bit of an infection even though her wound looked clean, why would she otherwise be so tired? She hated that she felt so weak, especially now she got her new alpha position. She would need to adjust the way the members saw her. She wanted to be a vision of strength and feistiness, though now the female felt like she wasn't expressing any of it. She wished she could track that cat and kill it.