Ravensblood Forest running with wolves and i'm on the prowl.

The relief Finley felt over Lasher joining her in their escape was short-lived as the thunder of the bear's pawsteps continued in their tracks. She was a fast beast, but the wolves were faster. The bear behind them made one final lunge at them, but barely was able to scrape the fur upon the tips of their tails. After what seemed like ages, the bear's footsteps faded with one final roar of rage.

How long it was after that the pair ran, Fin could not say. It was long enough for the trees around them to disappear and the grasses of the flatlands to sweep up beneath their bellies. At one point at long last, Finley's endurance ran out and she slowed to a stop and collapsed onto her haunches with her head slung low between her front legs.

It took a while for her to finally catch her breath enough to lift her head, but at long last she looked up to search for Lasher's gaze, concern in her eyes. "Are you alright?" she asked breathlessly, her heart in her throat as she waited for him to respond, desperate for him to reassure her that he had no hidden injuries.

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