Cry looked at the two {Diesel and Ruby} and ran off as much as she possibly could, her running wasnt much of a run it was more of a trot with a limp. Her bones and outer body ached with the coldness but she wasnt giving up quiet yet, Her nose lifted to the air and she looked around while doing so she attempted to keep Ivory off of the cold ground.She was like lost in a wonderland of snow but this isnt how she pictured a wonderland, Her back legfell into a hole in the ground but she didnt notice it when she had crossed but now both fae lay on the ground. Cry on one hand wasnt injured badly just going to be harder to get to the den and Ivory she hoped the pup was okay. "Ivory..sweety, Im sorry" the fae closed her eyes but she remained alive for the moment, she knew she had pushed past her limit and probably was waiting for her fate to come for her.
{;~; ill seriously cry, if Cry dies}





