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It was the howls. Every time she heard them the images of her children and their mates being surrounded and pounced on by the wolves would firmly plant themselves in her mind. The chilling screams, snarls, growls and the snapping of teeth and jaws echoed long after the horrifying pictures faded... Whilst the herd had defended themselves the best they could, in the end they had no choice but to surrender and flee their home. There was no way of knowing how many had made it out, if any of them had at all. The only thing she knew for certain was that Rosabis had sadly perished in the carnage. The scene of her daughters death was arguably her last in Eden.

In that moment they had taken to the wing and flown up in to the skies where the pack could no longer reach them. They had flown until their wings had tired and they could fly no further without the risk of plummeting to the earth beneath. Even if they were to hunt them and attempt to track their whereabouts they were certain at this distance it would take them quite some time to catch up even if they were running night and day at top speed however they had already underestimated them once, better not to make that mistake a second time.

Ears flattening against the red of her mane, Taharial's mind couldn't help but wander. While she tried to put on a brave front for Jo, she was struck with grief and it was hard to keep the tears from spilling over, though she was quick to gently shake then off once she had realised they had slipped past her defences. She slowed to a halt and slid her gaze over to her forever Prince charming, welcoming him with a warm smile. "Could we rest a moment dear?"