Totoka River Blood Bound

Every paw placed down brought a flare of pain to her, but the intensity dulled down after a longer pass of time. Its as if the numbness was slowly creeping into her wpunds, but sje could still move it. Was she..healing?

Leaning against Syver helped her remarkably. This made Raven grateful that she had not gone with her first thought, and had chosen to walk by her self, for she knew she was still a bit weak. Healing, but not up to perfection yet.
When you are returned to prime, you will be reduced to rubble, again. La ceŕtö het creta, aga. The cycle will begin again.
Raven shuddered, but pushed the horrid thought away. She knew of her new alphas mindset, though she did not understand over half of it, at least she had a better pawhold of what to do, and what not to do. What to believe, and what not to believe. And what she was to believe was that she had more comming. It was unstoppable. Unavoidable. He was a wolf of his word, and that was something he guaranteed her on the first day she pledged herself to him.

So she prodded on. She knew what was comming. And she would see to it, that she would have these experiences make her a better wolf, unknowing that that was his plan all along. She would, and she would be victorious, if she remained long enough to live, and fight for the next day.

"Are you alright?"
Raven flinched. She had been caught up in her thoughts, silence engulfing her. Along with that, she had forgotten that her shoulder had been mauled not too long ago, because the had not bothered her as much as she thought it would have by now. In her joy, Raven turned to Syver, with a light smile on her shadow embedded maw.
"I am well."