Death is but a distant rumor to the young

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Scarlett was close to Bearclaw Valley. She just left the grounds to go check on a few last things she needed for her pack. All good and well after all. She wanted to set up a mini cache of plants as a medicine cabinet. She would only pick the one she knew. A soft hum came off her lips. Her tail waving behind her. She was so in love with Kove and soon they would have their own pack with their own rules. A grin turned on her lips but that instantly fell when she heard a howl. Her whole world froze into place. Her light fur bristling in shock. Néa. Néa?! A whimper fell on her lips. Scarlett had mourned the pup for a long time. She had been convinced her little daughter was gone forever. After she accepted this Scarlett knew that she had to focus on Adlartok at the time. She could never mourn Néa to her full content though. Adlartok got injured by Tuwawi and after that she got kicked out herself. Scarlett liked to think she left herself but she was more or less kicked out.

The red eyed female practically jumped forward into gears. If Scarlett thought she had run fast before then now it didn't even compare to the speed she was running now. Her little girl was back! The white lady rushed forward onto the stretched out land of Wapun Meadow. Scarlett howled back, and howled back again some more. Luck was on her side because the wind drifted her scent towards Scarlett. She made a quarter turn and was running. That is where Scarlett found her a small pile of worn little wolf body. Scarlett couldn't help but cry already at the sight. Not thinking if it were sad or happy tears. Maybe both. Néa was someone of her past, at the time she was happy at DFG. A time where Tuwawi didn't terrorize the whole pack. A shiver went over her spine. Scarlett sniffled as she came close to the injured youngster. It felt like it was her fault. She should have been there for Néa and not allowing her to go. Scarlett had another injured youngster to take care of now.

"Néa. Oh....," she let out. Her nose went through her fur, something that scented so different and yet so familiar. Instantly Scarlett started to lick her wounds clean. She started at her face. To her horror she saw the blood coming from her eye. A whine left her throat, Scarlett realized she was constantly whining. Only her licking made her own sound stop. The red eyed female was in shock with the severe sight but also happy to see Néa. Her tongue moved once more over her closed eye, wondering if she could see through it or not. Maybe the cut was just above her eye. Scarlett continued even through the tears blurred her vision, her nose helped to locate the blood and lick her wounds clean. Scarlett wanted to bring her to Bearclaw Valley but the boulder path that made up the entrance would not be a fun thing to drag the little she-wolf over. Scarlett curled her white body against Néa to keep her warm. They were in an open field and needed to get out of here. Maybe Kove could help. Scarlett looked down towards Néa. "My poor little baby," she whispered. "I'm here."