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amidst the chaos and the snarls, one noise shakes Hawk to her core. a wailing, ear-piercing cry of a cub, followed by the soft but frantic voice of Ishmira. In an instant, Hawk retracts from her cousin. shoving her aside with a rough slam of shoulders, freeing herself from those teeth for just a moment. 

she surged forward with the grace of an angry bull. her cousin cast aside from her queen's fury, creating an opening just short enough for Hawk to gather Ishmira. helping the young girl rise to her feet, eyes wide with rage. her fur cloaked in blood—she was so gravely wounded, Hawk was not sure if she'd live to see another sunrise. 

but she's determined. she must live. and Hawk would die happily in her place. she shimmies beneath the girl, depositing that lightweight across her broad back. "you will live." she rasps, breathless but unshaken. the moment ishmira is settled, she takes off. tearing away from the blood and war, her limbs burning. sprinting in an effort to save the girls life, even if it means her own put at risk.