Hushed Willows we'll create an empire for you.

Last post for me! Unless things randomly go crazy again lol

Harlyn shut her eyes and grit her teeth as pain, sharp and relentless shot through her with every other breath. Her eyes opened to slits to peer at Tavi when the woman spoke, and for a brief second she felt relief to hear that Tambourine was alright. It was short-lived though, for she had never really thought that he was dead. Everything was moving too fast and the pain made it hard for her to focus fully on one thing or another. It was easier now that no one was being attacked, but still her heart boiled with anger towards her co-alpha for this whole mess. 

But Tavi clearly was beyond reaching at this point - a fact that was unsettling on some level to the druid but mostly just infuriating in that moment. She seethed, but then let it fall away as another shot of pain lanced her. She felt Mordecai's touch and looked up at him, sensing the urgency in his actions. With a deep breath, Harlyn braced herself from the protest her body made against movement. She stood with effort and leaned into her mate gently. For a moment, she simply fought to still her trembling limbs. Then gingerly, she started to walk, hobbling on three limbs with her mangled paw held in the air.

"We have..." Harlyn murmured as she struggled slowly along, "...find Pip.."  For much like Tavi, Harlyn cared little for anyone else around her then - Only her own son mattered. But it wasn't from the entire pack and everyone in it that she felt a threat towards him; she saw now that the danger came from only the one wolf of the Keep that had been her friend and supporter from the beginning, whom she had trusted above all others - an apparently foolish thing to have done.