Duck Lake Kill two ducks with one paw.

Immediately, the Prince sobered up. Nitara. Before he could even register the english word for it, he flew past her, but not before barking "Tati!" to her. It was his native tongue for 'Come', but whether she understood or not, the Prince was sure body language would convey his desire for her to follow him as he leapt off where his Bloodkin was.

Zooming off, he came to the sight of a pond and a prone figure laying anest a cold and mangled corpse of what was once a duck. Nearing her in a flash, Anubis searched with golden irises. Was she well?

"Sister, Speak! What goes down?" He barked urgently to the wolfess who was stuggling not only to get herself together, but to rise and address him properly. As she did, he saw a pooling of crimson leave her left flank, and his worry spiked. But beneath it was something the Prince kept forever hidden from the world; his rage.

"Who...What did this to you?" he asked in the persistent arabic tinged voice of his.

"Kahet and Saffreem," she moaned through maws strung tight through pain. But just as the names left her mouth, she turned to Anubis, watery golds pleading with his own.

"Brother, please, see to the child, please let him be well. Make him well."

Anubis pried the location of the birth den from the sister who simply dropped from the concious world, bloodloss slipping her into the growing and nearing thralls of Osiris's grace.