✨ The bristling Lake pack✨

BLP~ The ending curse, but lost sorrows. P7.

Soon enough after what felt like eternity one by one the pack awoke, although..missing someone. Juniper saw mud somehow outside the den?
But.. Muds dead? Oh perhaps..a message?..'Mud?’ Junipers voice helplessly called, mud looked..slightly see through, a ghost.  Mud began to slowly approach what juniper thought was outside the den, touching noses until…'JUNIPER! SNAP OUT OF IT!’ juniper sprang up, practically hitting her poor head on the top of the den. Panting, but gaining reality again.  'I saw..–’ 'YOU SAW NOTHING!’ -Lark exited the den, the log was gone..pure ashes. Juniper slowly peeled herself off the ground to see fara..not as she used to be..With our ancestors now. 'I'm so sorry..’ Although lark kept quiet.  Juniper had a tucked tail and approached the den, letting out a skittish bark that it was safe to exit again.  Slowly, one by one, the scruffy furred wolves were exiting.  although, obviously, twig being assisted. Juniper shot up in sight of iris being awake, a sudden overlying gladness for her apprentice's aliveness.  'Your awake, oh I'm so happy..I'm so sorry you were left behind. ‘  juniper sulked, although being nudged by iris pleasingly. 'Its okay, don't be such a wuss.’  iris tried to make Juniper happy, although saw lark and the rest of the pack in utter sorrow over the loss of the LEAD female.  Iris turned and sat next to twig, speaking a soft tale to the disabled fox-like wolf.  Lark huffed, heaving himself up and on top of where the log use to be.