Macaw chuckled a little, then looked around. "It's not normal for a pup your age to be alone, is it?" He asked trying to remember his old class.
Hazel stopped moving and calmed herself down. “You were doing great.”
Uhtred snorted, "I'm stronger than most pack wolves," he retorted irritably.
Timmy sighed disappointed. He was very disappointed in himself, and could very easily take offense in the state that he was in. He slowly regathered his feet, and slowly tried again.
Hazel could tell he was not very happy. She watched again silently.
Macaw smiled to laugh at his statement, then remembered what had happened earlier with the rabbit earlier, and started thinking that the pup was telling the truth. "Ah, uh. Yeah." Macaw said. "And I just have the gift to survive. That's all." The rain started fall harder.
"Where's your pack?" Uhtred asked curiously, he hadn't ever seen a lone coyote before.
Timmy slowly raised himself up to standing once again. He looked out around the area where he was, and realized that nothing was looking familiar to him. "Did I lose some of my memory while unconscious?" He wondered.
Please don’t fall. Please don’t fall. She repeated over and over in her brain.
