He seemed to sense her unease and knew her secret was safe with him. She just hoped the tom was trustworthy, this was quite the eventful day for the pair who'd really just gotten to know each other on a more personal level. Her marbled pelt twitched with a shiver as it was warming up with their constant movement. At least they might not freeze on their way to the den, plus the muck was drying and beginning to flake off her with the movement, which was the only positive she could see to being so far off still. She felt bad, Jaguarclaw would be almost to camp now if she wasn't holding him back. The molly seemed to be constantly worried that she was holding him back, the clan back, herself back with the injury. She couldn't overlook it to see the positives, like saving him, developing character in herself and pushing herself through pain every day, and being strong through it for the clan. She upped her pace to speed their journey home. It didn't hurt too badly to do, and she wanted to show that she wasn't as badly injured as she was. Marbledface was a stubborn young warrior. "Maybe even before then." She huffed with enthusiasm as she pushed herself forward again, leaning into his should each time she jumped ahead with her good front leg. Her emerald optics were determined as they stared into the forest ahead. @
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