Cedar Sweep quality road

It surprises her that it does not take long for her to be spotted. Eyes widened as she glances around at her surroundings, trying to place what had tipped her off but the thought is quickly pushed aside as she is eventually addressed and pointed out. Mallaidh’s ears fall back against her head and she lowers her head, ready to scramble away if she needs to. She isn’t quick enough to escape a sudden lunge but she knows she’d never give up, even in the wake of trauma.
 
Mallaidh swallows a large lump in the back of her throat and she eases out of her hiding spot, ears back and tail tucked. She looks to each pressure point the other has but there is little she can do. After a beat, she glances down. “My pack is not far from here,” she states, grinding her teeth together. Having spent several days away shows by the way her thinned skin ripples over her ribcage and shrinks up to a thinning waist. “They know where I am.”