Sea Lion Shores All the rejected that lost a lack of respect in

When they were on the sand, Vagabond mentioned knowing the female — it didn't matter much in that moment, though, because the female wasn't breathing. "Shit." Violante cast a frenzied gaze to her mate before she moved to stand above Fennec's limp body. Panicked, she made sure the other wolf's airways were open before she began to jump onto her chest, forepaws thudding dully with each beat. She'd never done this before, but she'd seen her father revive a boy who'd nearly drowned in a river. And then, though she detested doing it, Violante gently closed Fennec's mouth, gripped her about the nose, and blew as much air as she could into the other female. She would repeat this until the other woke, or until her own body gave out.