Saul set her down carefully at the spot of her choice. The group was following them slowly toward the orchard, members breaking off and going their separate ways. Gideon seemed very smiley and happy to her, which was good - he had a mate, now. Wretch felt that the male deserved to be happy, after all that he had done for her in particular. He'd saved her from the beast that had attacked her at the borders, which had saved her life. She was still healing and felt sore some days, but at least she was alive. The pack was lucky to have a warrior like that to defend them from threats like that terrible monster.
Wretch's stomach growled as she looked out over the throng of canines that had gathered. She was hungry...so hopefully the food would be ready soon. She hugged her arms around her sides, looking down at the soil beneath her paws. Her cast didn't cover her entire leg and she was able to wiggle her toes, doing so in a jerky motion as an ant crawled over her furry foot. She didn't mind bugs too much as long as they kept their distance from her. Otherwise, if they were inside Cerne Rise or any other building that she occupied, they were fair game for squishing.
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