The Sentinels m+m's

It took a moment for Kirain to realize the she-wolf had fled. At first, she remained sprawled on the ground, the weight of defeat pressing heavier with each passing second. But then a wave of panic crashed over her, sharp and overwhelming. The thought of being alone again twisted in her chest, cold and paralyzing.

She hadn’t meant to scare the poor thing. Guilt bloomed quickly, spreading like wildfire.

W–wait! I didn’t mean to upset you! she called, voice cracking with desperation.

Slowly, she forced herself upright, limbs trembling beneath her. Every movement was a protest, her body screaming in resistance, but she ignored it. She stumbled forward, following the path the other had taken.

She couldn’t be alone again.