Phoenix Maplewood Better Understanding with Self Expierence

Spring froze at Esaro’s words.  A look of ice passed her face.  She didn’t know about this agreement, but wasn’t it logical to not hunt so close to another packs territory.  Her gaze became haunted and distant for a second terrified that Esaro had done such a thing that could have put Phoenix Maplewood in jeopardy.  Now because of Esaro mistake someone could be killed.

Disbelief poured over her face as Esaro acted like it was no big deal and then asked her to hunt with him.  If she hadn’t had fur covering her she would have been frighteningly pale from the shock that Esaro had done this.  This just crossed the line.  She took a breath and swallowed her anger and shock.  How could you Esaro?  Spring thought quietly to herself.

She gave Esaro a very simple response.  “Lay.  Down.”  Spring commanded.  Her gaze was vacant and cold, almost soulless looking, as she trembled with anger for a few moments.  Thinking of this terrible situation that could have so easily been prevented.

Spring’s empty cold gaze then began to that disappeared and a sad expression came over her.  “How could you do such a thing Esaro?  You could have done anything?  Why this?  You jeopardized Phoenix Maplewood in a way.  This is terrible Esaro!  Terrible!”  Her voice began to take a sharper tone.  “How could you?  How could you...”  Her words fell away and she looked down unhappily.  

“Lay down now and let me treat your wounds.”  Spring murmured in a slightly softer tone.  Then cast her golden orbs around searching for any herbs she could use to treat Esaro with.  Her gaze landed on a pile of moss.  That could probably be well suited as a replacement for cobwebs to stop bleeding.  She padded over to the pile of moss in the ground and picked up some in her jaws before returning to Esaro.  Thinking of any other herbs or herb replacements that could be in this barren winter land.