Lyra picked up her speed as she turned down the road to the breeding enclave. She needed to get her bite wound taken care of soon. Still she found her self slowing down in the breeders section longing to be one of the lucky girls who lived there.<br/><br/>She began to feel a bit weak as she came to the end of the road. "I need to get some help soon" she thought looking for other scouts along her continued route.