Sure, you can move it 
WC: 149
Going into Anathema? And she was invited? Axelle carefully stood up. She managed. She could obviously walk, how else would she have gotten here? Flying? She wished. The two-toned femme took careful steps toward the female leader. Her wounds still stung, especially the one on her chest. The others were just painful like the one of her maw and her two front legs. There was a crusty one on her shoulder with dried blood around it. Ow.
When she reached Naniko, she smiled at her, but kept her eyes on everything around her. She kind of trusted the alphess, but she stayed cautious anyway. She limped with Naniko toward the pack lands. Healer? Anything to fix her up. She didn’t care if this wolf knew nothing, it would be more than she knew. No, no, wait. She cared. A worse state than what she is in already is possible.
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