Fox's Glade lush life

The feeling that welled up inside her at the cold words was indescribable. "Thou shalt die," he sentenced her. Regipre wanted to shake her head but she couldn't move. She couldn't speak, either. She saw her life flash before her eyes. She thought of Tomahawk, Papref, Sart and even her father, Devil. Even Reek's homely face floated across her mind's eye. Why had she ever let him lead her away from her mother? She had been so stupid. If not for him, she would be safely ducked in the den with her family, leading a simple, meager but good life. She would have all four legs. She would not be lying here, bleeding and helpless, facing a cruel and early end to her life.

"No." Her lips moved without thought, the word barely rasping between them. "Please." The cougar would probably slay her despite her pleading, yet she couldn't help it. It wasn't really conscious. Despite all the odds, Regipre wanted to live. She would fight until the bitter end, in any way she could. "I don't want to die," she begged in her mother's tongue, then closed her eyes and pictured Sart's face as she waited for the proverbial ax to fall anyway.