for air in a strugle for life, she falls to the ground. The wolf attack had ruined her. Deep Bay coat stained red with blood. She could no longer move. Her cheast and lower neck were torn open, blood flowing out onto the hard dirt where she lay. Skin and muscles on her legs were torn and severed, reaveling the bones. As she lay she opened her outh to speak, and blood dripped out. "Khana." she says in a raspy distorted voice, choaking on the blood. "We owe our lives to you, and if I recover....*cough*....I'll do whatever you request, to try to repay you." she stops talking and coughs violently. Then she stops moving, except her forced breathing. She closes her eyes and falls into a deep, but disturbed sleep, and she looks alost as if she had died.
