Mara woke up, her eyes round with sleepiness. Her body was practically limp and weak, being half concious. The scent of her beloved filled her nose and comfort swarmed her. "Bane.." Her light voice Carried into the breeze as she slowly snuggled up to him. A smile came as she presse against him, curled up by his belly.
Amber smiled as she passed Taylor an her pups. The runt she took care of and nurtured back to health, was no longer a small, weak runt. It made her happy to know he was running around with his litter mates with ease. Chase didn't get out of breath, began wheezing or rasping, which was a fabulous sign. Amber's eyes sparkled as she padded over to the beta's den, the moonlight flickering into camp here and there. She poked her hazel head in. "Gage?"






























