If You Had The Chance
“Be careful! I know how hard of a request it is, but try not to let them get a lick in! It packs quite a wallop!”
Kazmiyah relayed this information to the whole of the Navarre pack as well as the Arctic. They’d been fighting this new breed of ferals every other day for the last few weeks. If this wasn’t a sign that something big was brewing she didn’t know what was. She had to get her mother out of her funk and back topside soon.
“As you wish, my luna. But only if you’re careful too,” Falcon relayed in return. “I know that you are growing an immunity to their attacks, but even you are healing slower than normal.”
Kazmiyah sighed, her star-dusk, midnight, and white-colored beast shifting about anxiously as another wilding came her way. Quickly, she leaped forward
