Chapter 9

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He takes a tentative step towards me, and I back away unsure.
No wolf, not even one his size could take down an adult puma so easily. Surely he couldn't be wolf?
Crow looks at me pleadingly. He goes to take another step towards me, but collapses.
Forgetting my fear I rush to his side. His wounds have reopened, and crimson blood runs down his stomach.
I hurriedly lick away the blood, but more soon replaces it. Looking around in panic I spot some large leaves. I leap up, grabbing them off the low hanging branch with my mouth and return to Crow. I attempt to staunch the blood with the leaves, using my paws to keep them in place.
I stay like that for a long time, even after the blood stopped flowing just to make sure. I finally step away when I hear my stomach growling, reluctant to leave him. With one last glance back at him I run off into the woods to hunt.

Crow's POV
[Just this once ;)]
I groan as I open my eyes, my sides aching. I look around, searching for Owl.
I start to become frantic when I can't see her.
Did she leave me? Did I scare her away?
A whimper escapes me and I force myself to my paws.
I need to find her!
I pick up her scent and run off following it.
My injuries are forgotten for the moment and I'm consumed only by that thought.
I need to find her. I have to. I can't loose her!

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