Quote:
Originally Posted by Topazkit
Leaf's jaw dropped. What had happened? Were there dogs in there?
He didn't stay to find out. The tom had already darted away into the trees. After a few moments of continuous running, he stopped and, panting, glanced around.
|
Marigold had taken shelter in a hollow tree, and lay on her side, licking her wounds. She winced in pain whenever she strained her neck or moved her body. Her pelt was laced with scraped, deep and shallow, and her hind leg was bloody and limp. Her eyes glazed with pain, she groaned and flopped over, laying her head down.