Phoenix Maplewood The Traveler Meets Her End

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Nova rolled over, coughing out a mouthful of blood before struggling to her paws. She might not have been useless, but the beating she'd just accepted took a toll on her aging body. It was hard for her to breathe, and the gashes covering her face, neck, and chest burned like fury. Her first thought however, was Grace. What would the two do now? She couldn't ask for Grace to leave with her, not when she was obviously happy here in this pack. Shed DEFENDED Nova, if only for a brief moment. She'd stood up to a male, knowing very well she could get hurt, and that had to mean the little yearling was opening up and making bonds. The ginger and cream she wolf couldnt possibly take her away from that. But she'd PROMISED Grace she would come and spend the rest of her years with the little yearling. That was not an option now, with the alpha against her. She wondered why the white female hadn't so much as given her a chance, never even let her explain she could be useful. Stumbling away, back into the emberwood, Grace was suddenly there, beside her, and pressing her bloody muzzle into the fur of her side. The aging she wolf lowered her head, hugging her close and whispering a few short words to her adopted daughter before limping away without a second look at the bluenose. She did glance back at Spring, tipping her head and gazing at her for a moment with rather friendly blue eyes. She understood that she'd tried to help, and nodded ever so slightly to her when she was certain the others werent paying attention. It was as much of a "thank you" as they could get, but then she was gone into the woods.