Silvertip Mountain Blessing in disguise

She shrunk closer to the ground in a display of automatic submission due to his new position in the pack; still getting used this, and also aware of her predicament, Mason shook his head gently as if to say ‘don’t be silly’. “You don’t look very fine Mara, maybe we should get you some water from the lake? Do you feel okay to stand?” Mason nudged her again and turned to look back the way he had come. He stood ready to help her get to her feet if she was able. “Have you eaten recently?” Sometimes lack of food could make him feel light-headed.