[/html]The mother watched as the blindly fast battle began and ended. There was a horror written on her face, melting with the snarls and the snapping growls that she gave towards the mountain lion. The two fought, cries and sounds of pain and fear melding with that of the roar and snarls of defense and aggression.
Then the cat retreated, as swiftly as it had attacked. Anu looked with wide concerned eyes, her body and mind loosing all the defensive fear and leaving her with nothing but fear for her wounded son. She nodded at the bloody wolf, tears welling up in her eyes and falling. Anu whimpered at the sight of him, a sound that was normal for the elder Dreamer. He needed a healer, and they were so far from the Manor. Anu wished to touch him, yet reframed from even brushing up against his tattered body.
Lean on me. She spoke as she moved into action and stood at his side. He would have to limp all the way, and she would act as his crutch.
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