Minecraftlover wrote:Tanazia heard a mournful, rough howl. She howled back strong and sure. This dog sounded like it needed help. Her howl carried the message "come, food, water, care"
~ Cataleya ~
Cat's ears pricked up at the sound of an answering howl that read, "Come. Food. Water. Care." Did this mean shelter for her? Was she to be accepted back into the North pack-?
No, she replied as her eyes widened in alarm. The howl was coming from the East. Had they heard the terrible rumours of her deeds from the North pack? Did they believe the lies or see them for what they really were: rumours and lies? Was it genuine or was it a trap? Cat simply sent back a one-word reply, a long but sharp bark followed quickly by a whine which came naturally at times like these...
"Help."
And with that, she was stumbling toward the East with no choice but to believe in her - possibly false - hope.