Blackfeather Woods I don't usually give in to peer pressure

He nudged Sobek again, trying to encourage him to stand. H knew it was hard -- it looked hard. His Mother came, moving to him first. He brushed off her concerns with a small lick o her cheek, "Sobek needs help." 

He seemed to be getting worse, his movements had less control. He hoped Moonshadow could help him. He was just glad they hadn't succumbed like his brother. The coyote was obviously taking a chance with the food shortage and trying to pry something from a cache; then thought a pup would make a better meal. His fur prickled up again, shivers of either fear or horror  -- perhaps shock -- of what had happened running down his spine. He turned back to see if he could spot the retreating thief, but could not.
Good.
At least he stopped a packmate becoming food. Imagine if he'd not been patrolling...If Sobek had wandered around alone. His eyes started impassively into space.
Time and again, disaster stuck him and his Family and now it was spreading. Maybe Hela was right. He should leave...