Otatso Wetlands You'll get your boots muddy!

regipre shrunk back from the wolves, pressing her small form against the ground. her memories of saena's pack had left her with a distinct terror of their pointed muzzles, no matter how soft their words. they did not touch her, but she heard their words -- cat, mentioned the second of the two, and the coyote pup froze. surely shardul would not show himself -- not yet.

"it attacked me!" she whispered frantically. "i only got away because it couldn't fit into the tree trunk i hid inside," regipre protested, her mind spinning a thousand yarns. 

tensely, she waited for the verdict -- shardul would protect her, would he not? somehow she didn't bank on it.