Panther Park white winter hymnal

He felt a sharp pang of regret that he was hurting her, for even though he was raised to be unforgiving and cruel he could never bring himself not to care. He looked into her eyes and studied them as if just those wide orbs of mossy green could make him remember. Once again she mentioned her unborn children, their unborn children. He cursed himself and whatever had injured him for being so foolish.


He finally took a look around and saw the fallen doe. He huffed a sigh and nodded to it "please eat. The babies need it and so do you." He requested softly. He pushed himself to his paws and swayed almost falling over, his head swimming and throbbing with a fierce pain. He groaned and slumped to the ground, ears flattening as he struggled not to pass out again.