Too Weak

Zarek watched the spilled water quickly seep into the dark dirt, his gaze shifting from the puddle to the exhausted female standing before him. He was once again amazed at just how fragile and weak Cora truly was. In his mind, he made a quick comparison. Even the female cubs of the tribe, those barely six or seven cycles old, could easily hoist a stone pot of that size without breaking a sweat. Co