Porcupine Ridge Roman Calvary Choirs are Singin'

She felt like her heart had been bitten in two by a vengeful bear, spat out, and left to rot by scavengers. A knot formed in her throat. 

Her mate? 

Her... pups? 

Gone? 

A shiver went up her spine.

How could she possibly... help? Would her situation just make Kiche's worse? Meylodi had the opposite experience - a loving mate, she felt heavy with pups-

The dark wolf yearned for the words to say.

Ya been through somethin' right awful- her words were quiet, and they burst with sympathy even if she had come from another walk of life entirely. Yer heart sounds heavy, an' yer werds seem foggy. Real sorry that 'appen'd ta ya. Don't blame ya fer feeling blue.

She lowered her head and sat down, trying to comfort the she-wolf better on her own level.