Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28439145-20171116200328/@comment-26510374-20171118010149

Slowly I trudged on with my packmates, feeling a weary mixture of sadness and anger in my heart though it was impossible to show with my current look of effort as I struggled to hold up my mother.

Her eyes held none of the mostly halfhearted determination in my own, but instead the same blankness in the gaze of Sakura's tiny broken body.

I still remembered what had happened that night before.

It was early when the rank scent of wolf hit my nose, and by then one of the brutes was already in my den- it fell upon me, dragging me out. I saw large, dark shapes darting in to seize the other foxes who were all around my age.

I gasped for air, struggling against the wolf's grip as battle erupted, snarls and wails of pain and terror ringing in my ears. It ignored me, pulling me farther and farther away from the ones I needed to defend.

I snapped back to reality as the raw, palpable memory of finding Sakura's body found its way into my mind again.

I needed to pay attention. I needed to be the hero and find at least one of those diamonds.