Pat paced around the room feverishly, waiting. It had been over a day since she's seen the pups, notably the eldest. She longed to hold him close and keep him safe, and mourned that it would be impossible. She saw the rage in the new Luna's eyes at her even being there. Pat wondered why they were even holding her here, in relatively comfortable rooms; she expected to be in the cold, dark dungeon they kept but rarely used.
Some time ago, Beta Joe had left, leaving four warriors in his stead. Pat didn't recognise two of them, which was troubling. They held themselves separately, and looked halfway turned - one had a coat of wolflike fur over his human face, and the other had wolf's ears. None of her guards would interact with Pat being meeting her basic needs, bit they did so with no aggre
