The call was familiar to her. Noah. Sky had been working on the tree cabin that day, adding a few more support beams underneath as an afterthought. None of the pack knew of its existance yet, but she hoped it would make for a welcome surprise. She'd been hammering in one last set of nails when Noah's howl called her from her work. In a breath of time, she'd shifted down to lupus form and was running full-gait to the aid of her brother.
When she saw him, on two legs with injuries as clear as day, her speed only increased. The brown wolfdog came to a halt beside him, panting. "Noah, what the fuck!?" She sounded angry- not at him, but for him. "Sit. Sit down. Now, and don't you dare shift." She made her orders very plain and almost motherly, scolding him to the ground. As she did such, she worked on bringing herself back to her optime form, despite the sore joints from her speedy shift down.
"What happened? Who did this to you? Where were you?" She didn't need to ask where he felt pain- the favored leg and bloodied arm were plain enough to tell. One good look at his leg and she knew the damage was severe. Before she got to work, though, she called for Zalen, letting him know by her voice how serious Noah's call had been. This wasn't good.
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