GLOWING EYES..... *****Awesome wolf RP!*****

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Sparrow tried to get up, but her legs buckled beneath her. She tried again, supporting herself against a tree. She summoned everything she had left and started limping forwards. The camp entrance was in view.
She fell again and let out a feeble yelp to let them know she had made it.
Mitts heard Sparrows yelp and started trying to go over to her.
 
Willow growled softly at Osprey.
Thunder hissed and growled at Osprey
“Why are you hissing like a cat, Beta?” Osprey growled, “Is that a challenge?”
Mitts looked over at Osprey, anger building up inside her. ‘ Your a stuck up, unhelpful, stupid brat Osprey. If your not going to help your pack mate live then go away. No one wants some like like that here right now.’
The fur along Osprey’s spine started to rise. She completely forgot about Thunder. “And you’re a foolish wolf pup who thinks she’s right all the time.” She growled, her voice low. She seemed ready to attack Mitts right then and there, but held herself back due to the crowdedness of the cave. She sat down, watching Mitts through narrowed eyes.
 
Thunder ran to sparrow and hoisted her over his shoulder then handed the sapphire plant to Mitts.
Sparrow closed her eyes and felt herself being flopped over Thunder's back. "I'm okay, I just need some rest." She breathed. She felt herself hit the ground of a cave. She didn't care where she was. She curled up right where she lay and went to sleep.
 
Willow stayed back, aware she was still young and wouldn’t be much help. The deep welts from the bear on her back still stung. She sniffed at the plant. Willow cocked her head, unsure of it. If it helps Sapphire then it must be useful. Willow was suspicious of anything that had no legs and couldn’t run. She shrugged, and glared at Osprey through narrowed eyes.
“Why are you hissing like a cat, Beta?” Osprey growled, “Is that a challenge?”

The fur along Osprey spine started to rise. She completely forgot about Thunder. “And you’re a foolish wolf pup who thinks she’s right all the time.” She growled, her voice low. “She seemed ready to attack Mitts right then and there, but held herself back due to the crowdedness of the cave. She sat down, watching Mitts through narrowed eyes.
 
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