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The pressure was high, she could feel it in the air. She would have bled to ensure that the cubs were born in a better environment, better time. But that just wasn’t how this worked, and Arrow had no choice but to man up and face whatever this damn heatwave have. As long as she lived, she would do her best to help everyone survive. Arrow rubbed her head with a paw, inhaling sharply and looking around at those still here. Her family and some others. ”Nah, no, don’t worry, I ain’t gonna let nothin’ happen to you or the cubs, I’d meet Cipactli face-to-face.” It was weird, saying the name of Elsweyr’s god, but it felt like maybe reminding her of the god that watched over her people was the next best thing to do. She looked between Els and Ares, brow furrowing. ”We’re gonna be fine. And you-“ She pointed her paw at Kiara, unlike Ares her frustration and rage were nearly palpable. ”You just gonna stand there and smile all creepy or are you gonna say somethin’?”