Meadowlark Prairie the irony of dying on your birthday

the man nodded, though it was only because raven was his superior in this pack-- otherwise he would've preferred to leave the woman to die. she was ill, and he preferred not to get himself sick. he stared at the stranger for a few moments, before sniffing and leaving to find somewhere for her. he would come back later to see if they would still need it-- or if these strangers would take her off their paws.

last post from me!