Snippet #1293304

OOC: Sorry. Lemme do something else then.

IC: Zarek's yelling, despite its ferociousness, attracted the attention of two close wolves and one wolf-person. They cautiously approached the dominant pair's cave, never having so much as looked down the tunnel before. But, as soon as they saw their leader screaming to the skies and his mate bleeding on the floor, they rushed over. The wolf-person called for medical supplies and immediately began looking Basilia over, seeing what he could do; one of the wolves became his aide. The last wolf took the job of looking over Alena and Damon.

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Shaking her head in amusement and a little worry, Acacia said, "That's quite the story you have there, Ambrose. It'll be one to tell the grandkids." But, despite her good mood, the silver wolf couldn't help but feel a little worried for her mother. She was the one that had given her life and raised her, and cut the strings for her so many times before.

"...Don't die..." Acacia whispered to herself, ignoring Ambrose when he asked what she had said.