Burn Bright or Cold will Triumph
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She poked at the fire, yearning for it to grow with her efforts. Anu knew that she could not get it to burn once more without more fuel for it to feed on. Still the wolfess worked, blowing on the glowing bits of wood and breathing life into the dying fire. There was a determination in the weakened female, and it wasn't until there was a voice behind her that Anu woke from her slight daze and realized that she would need more then just the small sticks that were left for timber. The silver tinted wolf turned to see the figure of Cambria. Worry filled Anu as she remember that Mati was still missing, the story was written on the lines of Cambria's face. Yes, the Church female was lost in the storm and there was so way to know where she and the hunting party was or if they were alive. Cypress was there too, and Parker. But she knew better then to give up hope, to believe that they were weak enough to succumb to the elements no matter how harsh they might be.

Amata appeared, giving the answer before Anu could even think of one. They all seemed so tired, and she knew that Artemis' illness was taking a serious toll on the healers and sisters. Just as it did their mother. Anu tried to keep the feeling at bay, steal her heart for a moment and be strong. Oak came forward, and the sight of her red tinted son scared the cold away from her heart and let her feel the warmth. We'll need some paper, to light first. And if we get the fire started again we'll need to take turns adding timber. Anu thought aloud, watching as the others worked to find something burnable.

Her blue eyes went to the dark brown female, and Anu lifted a hand to invite her to join her close to the fireplace. Mati was missing, and if she had been here she would be the one to comfort the Marino girl. Cambi would be cold, with worry filling her to the brim. Sit by me Anu spoke to the healer.

Oak reappeared, with chairs that would have to be sacrificed. It was a one Anu was willing to make. Yes, into as many pieces as you can. The mother smiled softly at the young male, encouraging his hard work.

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