Gone Tomorrow
Leaning into one another, they were able to find the strength to keep them going. At least that was how she felt, anyways. Corinna had felt herself growing more reserved and distance from the rest of her pack mates, ever since Indru had left and taken Torrel and Rihael with him. She had felt it happening, and done nothing to stop it, and could she be blamed for that, really? How could the touch of her pack mates replace the touch of her lover, the father of her children? She had been wrong to think that they could not. It was certainly not the same, but breathing in the scent of the sturdy Guardian beside her, Cori felt comfortable knowing that there were some things in life that were reliable and consistent. That was all the reassurance that she needed to know that no matter the decisions that they made now, they would come out of it alright in the end.
Falling silent, the she-wolf listened to her companion talk, her muscles noticeably tensing at the abrupt switch in tone in his voice as he switched topics from his own meeting of Indru to their future. The future was always terrifying, but hearing all the obstacles that stood in their way made it even more so. "There's a pack in the South besides Grizzly Hollow?" She interjected, the confusion evident in her voice. How long had it been since she had left The Heart? Months? A year? She couldn't even remember. It had been almost two years since she had last seen Jayse of the Hollow - they had both been pregnant with their first litters when they had come across each other. Borden she knew by name, but not by sight, but from her understanding of the Hollow leader, if he was worried, then there was reason for them to be as well. "We will need to be careful then, when we're hunting or scavenging. The worst thing one of us could do is eat a sick animal and get sick ourselves." Corinna didn't know firsthand what kind of sickness they were talking about, but it was clearly something more serious than an upset stomach, and it was something she wanted to avoid. The last thing that the River wolves needed was another tragedy.
With a chuckle at his apology, she nudged his muzzle pointedly with her nose. "I'm glad someone does. Too much silence and we'd never accomplish anything," Cori assured him, tilting her head upwards to try and catch his eye for a moment. "As for leaving...I don't know. I can't imagine coming back to the River one day and having it not be 'ours'. But, I don't think we can stay either. Perhaps over the mountain is the best place to go for us, just away from it all." She mused after a moment, taking the time to collect her thoughts. "But I can't justify putting Aiyana and the rest of the pack into more danger just because I am not longer satisfied here. We can't go there so long as those bastards are there." But perhaps, they could go and eliminate that final obstacle, and though she was not a fighter by nature, Corinna knew should would enjoy killing the vermin that had taken her child.