misty eyes and teardrops
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The silver and gold lady had been so caught up in trying to forget the worries on her mind that it seemed the whole world could read her like a book she was trying so hard. The sudden words that seemed to spread across the paddock to where she stood confused her as she tried to figure out who owned the voice. She wasn't foolish enough to believe the cattle were speaking, though there were few enough who actually spent time with the beasts. She wondered just who was willing enough to guard the lifestock..

The scent of Jefferson was masked by the cattle but as she moved closer to the field she caught sight of the male as a smile seemed to waiver on her lips. She raised a brow at the male as she noticed his still pitiful condition, though atleast he did seem a bit better. Concern brewed in her eyes as she admitted, "And you just keep adding tothose storm clouds.." She moved forward and slipped under the bottom rail of the fence to join the newest pack member in the field, eying the old bull a moment incase he forgot who she was.

Wrapping her tail around her hindpaws as she settled in she asked softly. "What happen?" She'd thought that perhaps his injuries were more weakness from health and not actual harm but it was more than apparent now that the younger male needed some attention. She wasn't sure what she could do, though if pinpointed the issue it would be easier to place a paw on the solution, thatmuch she knew.. and perhaps she could distract him from her own issues by tormenting the boy through some medical miracle.


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