East shook her pelt. Then lowered her head, lapping up the crisp water.
Thorn saw the she-cat at the river fairly close to him and he stood up shakily. All at once his head started to throb and he remembered when it had gotten bashed on the rock in the river. Droplets of ruby red blood trickled down his face.
East lifted her head, and abruptly straightened. The scent of blood reached her nostrils, and her eyes fell upon a bedraggled tom. Without hesitation, she rushed over, offering her shoulder as support. “What happened to you?” She asked.
Shadowblaze looked in his direction but then was called away. If there was a cat there, they are lucky she thought.
A low growl was threatening to escape his throat. Leopard knew something needed to happen first. He wasn’t going to let Embers throw herself into the power of these cats as though she had no tribe to back her up......
Embers was still staring at him, her own horror shining in her eyes. Leave, she mouthed again.
Lion stopped laughing, “I don’t believe it..... she’s in trouble again...”
