A Good Title Will Go Here Eventually [Dusteh]

He stayed awake and on guard, wary of the members of his new oack returning.

Jessie soon woke again and she whimpered, feeling sick, she attempted to sit up, her hand on her forehead.

Fang broke away from her quickly, allowing her to sit up and letting her use his head for support as she attempted to sit all the way up.

She nuzzled her head into his fur and she sighed shakily, she slowly stood and managed to make her way to the cave entrance.

He walked with her, concern in his whine as he followed her to the entrance.

She made it outside and she flopped into the snow, coughing and throwing up, her hand over her stomach as she trembled.

Fang ran to her side and looked into her eyes. Wishing there was some way he could communicate to her that her sickness was due to pregnancy.

She placed a hand on the top of his head and gave a small smile, "I probably just ate some bad meat, don't worry" She said gently, not even thinking that she could be pregnant, she didn't think it could be possible.

He whined softly, but didn't press the issue further, not sure what else he could do.

She gave him a small smile and kissed his nose softly, "I think I'm better now" She mumbled and cleaned her face off with snow before she got up.

Fang turned and looked to the west as the other members of his Rebel pack returned to the den.

Jessie glanced towards the pack then she went back inside after grabbing a good amount of wood to last the night and she took it inside.

Each of the other wolves had brought back a fair amount of prey, their jaws full with their catches.

Jessie started the fire and she stretched.

Most of the kills were buried in the snow outside to be preserved for later, the rest piled inside for the next meal.

Jessie picked a random kill and she began skinning it.

Fang lied down and leaned against her leg, sighing softly, tired and feeling sick now, the infection in his hidden wound spreading.

Jessie sighed and cut up the meat, putting it over the fire to cook it, "I know your hiding something" She said and rubbed his head.

He whined softly and didn't say much else, leaning into her hand.

"If you show me I can make sure it doesn't get worse" She said gently and she scratched his ear gently.

Reluctantly, he pinned his ears back against his head and rolled onto his side, showing her the scratch that ran most of the way down his belly, the skin showing signs of infection.

She turned her head and looked at the scratch, she sighed and stood, grabbing the first aid kit she had saved from the plane, trying to find what she needed.

Fang whimpered softly, feeling exposed as he waited, his weakness on display for the other wolves.

Jessie came back to him and she kissed his nose, "This is going to hurt..." She mumbled and poured peroxide over the scratch.

He flinched and yelped, panicking a little as his paws flailed in the air.