Golden Glade Be my mirror, my sword and shield

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Heartha had stared in the face of death before. Yet this was different. At that time, she had run right at it. She had been forced to flee when she knew she was too late. The hole in her air was proof of that. This time, however she was frozen in fear. If she could think at all, she wouldn't have believed what she saw. So many wolves, fighting for one. And she wouldn't have believed that she was not in there.

But she snapped out of it when three voices told her to move. The last being her conscience. That happened when Ayla was flung down. After Charley was hit. She had to obey. Get Ayla to safety. She pictured Ayla as her pup, calling for her aid. Right away, she darted forth to rescue Ayla.

If the bear was distracted enough, she would grab onto Ayla's scruf and drag her to safety, out of the bear's reach. That was her mission as of this moment. To save Ayla. If she had time, she would come back for the others.