I'll save you everytime

Tumbling onto the big, black wolf, she, too, would have slumped down were it not for a sudden pain that jolted through her leg. Yelping aloud, she placed a paw on the other wolf's chest in order to support herself. Her other paw was limp. It seemed that in all her bravado, she had sprained her front left ankle. It was minor, but present. She was truly pathetic. Feeling the tears rise to her eyes partially out of pain and partially out of raw humiliation, she began to bang her head repeatedly upon the larger wolf. She wanted to sob, but instead a wretched, gargled noise came jumbling out of her throat. "Big Black Wolf, I don't know what to do," she said through gritted teeth. "I don't know what's right." She was still indebted to Bazi for saving her life, and yet she felt a strong connection to the male before her. She did not want to leave him. Bashing him a few more times--each time growing weaker and weaker--she finally rested her head on his chest (if he so allowed) and also closed her eyes. She suddenly felt very tired and the darkness of sleep began to close in around her. Maybe this was where she could take a nap. Maybe this was where she could forget. Slowly, she drifted and drifted until she fell fast asleep.