Fox's Glade [m] biology, i am an organism, i'm chemical

Over her screaming, Mae just barely made out the word home. That quieted her quickly enough, and she even allowed herself to be picked up. Still, she was not one to be easily subdued. Nothing would stop her from twisting in her packmate's grasp, trying to paw at and nip any part of her that she could reach. She was much more good-natured in her roughhousing now, at least.

Still, it would be a long trip home for both of them. Mae was worried, underneath all her demands and her teeth. She couldn't shake the feeling that her packmate was very very sick, and that didn't sit well with her.