She grumbled as she approached, seeing some of the other packmates she spoke outloud, voicing her complaint. "This better be good.." but her words fell short of completion as the words on the note were read aloud. Before she even knew what was being said she recognized the handwriting. Her normally snippy comments were lodged in her throat as she realized what was being said. She could feel her legs quivering as an icy touch went through her body. A barely audible whisper broke from her lips."No.." She had already lost her sons, she wouldn't loose Svara too.
Firefly didn't even know what she was doing as she realized just what Svara had done. She turned and pelted along the cliffside, knowing where the sheer cliffs would give way to the rocky sheets that covered a good part of their beaches. She snarled, fury racing through her as she skidded down the rocky facing, her paws cut to ribbons on the sharp rocks as she crashed into the wake. Her heart was racing as she leaped from rock to slippery rock as she tried to judge just where the pack was above her. Standing along against the spray of the ocean she desperately pawed at the rock beneath her feet as she tried to seek out the young woman. It wasn't suppose to end this way. She wouldn't lose another, she couldn't.
Firefly raised her head up in a mournful cry as she was buffered by the crash of the waves, lost among the wreckage as she tried in vain to seek out what the sea had stolen from them.