Redhawk Caldera Ten things you didn't know

He issued a command she wouldn't even be physically capable of disobeying- but it worried her to know that Phox was about to take off and hunt Reyes down- without hearing her side of the story first. She knew Reyes to be a mouthy little asshole- just like her- and that he would likely try to pin the blame on her before she even had a chance to paint him as the villain, to make sure that Phox got him. But something about the determination in Phox's glare, as he spotted Reyes' tracks leading away in the snow, assured her that she could have faith in her mate to simply conclude that Reyes- as a subordinate- deserved punishment for attacking a leader, and that he ought to be severely punished also for attacking a pregnant woman. Perhaps Phox had all the motivation he needed. 

"No, no, please, Phox, don't leave me-" She keened, and lifted her head to try and reach out with her muzzle, in search of another caress. There was a chance that Reyes could hurt him too, but that wasn't why she wanted him to stay. "I love you," She whimpered softly, as he began move, and she reached up to kiss his cheek- but he was already a step away. She was more woozy than she thought. He began to lope away and she didn't know what to shout after him. Had she not been in shock, she might have hurled more motivation- yelled that Reyes had insulted her, threatened her, and then had disobeyed an order to stand down- but the words didn't come to her. This was an injury that took more from her than she'd bargained for- and her head slowly sank to the ground once Phox disappeared from sight, and she passed out cold.