Conell's ear twitched with fear, he didnt know what to do, he kept prodding her side with his paw, he sat down, panting with guilt, he couldnt let Sandia die, she wouldnt wake up though, and he didnt know what to do.
Conell bent his head down once more, touching his nose to Sandia's muzzle, he tried to keep himself from crying, he was a leader of a pack, he shouldnt look weak where others could see him. " I wanted you to be my mate.. And now you cant. " He whispered.
Conell's body trembled, he lay down and pressed close to Sandia's wet pelt, he put his paws over his muzzle. " Its my fault.. " He copied, he felt like a stone was in his stomach.