Maisie
The pain vanished as abruptly as it'd come and my heart climbed into my throat.
No. No, no, no.
He'd shoved me out.
A howl ripped through the woods. It was raw. Pained. It sounded almost... tortured.
Every hair along my spine stood and my paws pounded even harder into the earth, following the sound, panic spreading like ice through my veins.
Branches lashed my face. Roots caught beneath my paws, but I barely felt them. I could smell blood in the air now.
There was so much of it, I could taste it in the back of my throat.
Another howl echoed farther ahead and then, a movement caught my peripheral vision. My head snapped left and I caught a flash of white silver fur between the trees, streaked with green war paint.
Jericho.
A bit of relief punched through my panic.
A small howl escaped me, but Jericho didn't look back. He bounded after something deeper in the forest before vanishing behind a wall of trees.
"Wait!" I sent down the bond, chasing after him.
