A proud glint shone in the coyote's eyes. Even injured she was stubborn, and refusing to take any more help than she needed. Terra might have needed his help to get back, but surely after a brief rest she'd be back to how she'd been before, and be able to get her own food and the like. Terra refused to think that anything else could possibly happen. She couldn't handle the thought of having someone else take care of her, too used to being alone.
She watched him for a moment before curling up, ears folding down softly. Maybe it would be alright to relax just a little. Her senses remained focused on him, the pain throbbing before finally, slowly, she drifted off to sleep. Curled up in a tight ball Terra entered her nightmares, fighting the cougar once more and snapping at the circling laughing wolves.
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