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She felt useless as she continued to watch, and she nearly backed away trying to fight the tears that welled up within her eyes. She began to scold herself, knowing she was the most pathetic one in the pack. As she turned to leave she heard Ookami's howl, beckoning for her, and she stopped, her ears perking intently and one paw moved to come closer but she feared the others, feared they would want her to leave, want her out of their way. She began to whine in frustration, and fear. It was then the other, the female dragging him also called for her. What could she do though? How could she help? She didn't know, but she began to move toward them, her eyes moving quickly from one unfamiliar face to the other, however, she knew their scents well. It was her job afterall. She knew everyone by scent, however, knew nothing of names or faces. She had tried to get to know everyone, but she was easily intimidated, and she felt awkward around others. Still, Ookami wanted her to come out, she show herself to the others. With her body nearly trembling from fear, she continued to come closer until she was right there.
By time she came to Ookami, the female took off, and all that was left was the larger brute, mainly because he was in his secui form, but still, he towered over her. As her tail tucked some, her eyes looked up to him nervously keeping up as he moved, her eyes looking down to Ookami's passed out form. Leaning in toward him she sniffed over his body. He was still alive, thankfully, but he wasn't doing good by any means. It was hard to see all his injuries as the blanket draped over his limp body. She looked up to the unknown male, wanting to know what happened, her eyes said it, but she knew not everyone was good enough to understand another by looking into their eyes. She looked down nervously, and upset with how much she locked up, how fearful she was of others. Trying to clear her throat, she continued to keep up with the powerful male as he dragged her best friend...her only friend. "..um..what..what happened to Ookami?" Her voice was nearly inaudible with the gusts of wind, but if one listened hard enough, they'd known what was nearly muttered in her shaky voice.
She hoped when they got to the cabin, she'd be able to inspect Ookami closer, perhaps even try and treat the injuries. It scared her not to know what happened. Had he fallen asleep? Does his coat not do well in the cold like the horses? Had he fallen somewhere not being able to see well? Had he gone into the cabin she told him not to? All the thoughts running in her head of the many possibilities. What happened to her Ookami?