Just as quickly as that power had surged through her body, was it gone, dissipating into the earth beneath her paws. The familiarity of the figure in front of her, the closeness of that pack bond, pulled her from the depths of the anger that had consumed and fueled her. Burning white eyes cleared, her natural bright, emerald eyes returning as she blinked in an attempt to clear her blurred vision. The site of the dark figure standing there flooded her with a sense of relief. "Nadya? she managed, her legs shaking before exhaustion consumed her and she collapsed. Scarlett suddenly felt the pressure of a body next to her, softening her fall even just slightly. She felt a burst of pain shoot through her as her body hit the ground, causing her to yelp. Her breathing was hard and with each inhale there was an aching pain in her chest. Scarlett was hardly hanging on to consciousness, her eyelids so heavy and her body so weak. Her mind clung desperately to the sound of Nadya's voice. The small wolf leaned slightly into the WerePanther beside her, seeking comfort.

She tried to look around, too see just what had happened. Her memories were a bit...fuzzy about the events that had transpire. She remembered finding the hunters. Hearing what they said. But after that? Not much. She could barely make out mutilated dead bodies, see the devastation she had caused, and it filled her with a sense of dread. Had she done that? She'd never seriously hurt anyone before, let alone killed anyone. She didn't want to kill anyone, only stop them from hurting her family. Yet part of her...did not feel bad. They wanted to kill Nadya and the twins, a protective rage had consumed her and pulled out a new power from within. "They....said they....wanted to kill...you and the twins...skin you...like they...were...that other Were," Scarlett said, her mental voice strained as she struggled to even communicate in this form. A soft whine showed her distress at the whole situation, "I couldn't...wouldn't...let them."Dark rimmed ears were pulled back onto her skull as she attempted to justify, mostly with herself, this outcome.

She felt Frost's approach before she heard or saw him, that pack bond growing stronger. It was comforting having her alpha near. Her emerald eyes searched for him, watching as he strode towards her and crouched down beside her. There was the smallest twitching of her tail as she attempted to wag it at the feel of his gentle touch on her shoulder. It took all her strength to not close her eyes and let herself drift off. Truthfully she was terrified of passing out. She was too busy fighting off sleep to notice what Frost had said to Nadya, but then she suddenly took off back towards the house and it was just Scarlett and Frost now. "Hi Frost...i'm tired,"she said, the smallest hint of humor in her voice at the tired part. She was pleased to hear him say it was time to go home. All the young woman wanted was to go home.

She whined softly as he carefully lifted her into his arms, pain shooting through her chest and back leg. Scarlett was not particularly large or heavy. Compared to other wolves, sixty pounds wasn't much, making the trip a little easier on Frost seeing as he would have to carry her dead weight the whole way. It was lucky he wasn't wearing a shirt, she was certain he was going to be covered in her blood by the time they got back to the house. Her cream and chocolate coat was stained a deep crimson as it was. She wanted nothing more than to be home and to sleep, but she knew what awaited her when they got there: bullet removal. That bullet that continued to burn in her back thigh, right near her hip, since it was made out of silver. Scarlett's eyes began closing again. The young girl wasn't sure how much longer she could stay awake. It was already an incredible show of strength with how long she had been able to force herself from passing out, but her strength was fading and fading fast; her body wanted rest. "Sorry I...don't think...I can stay awake....any....longer..." she said, that voice in her head fading to a whisper as emerald eyes closed. She could still feel his body moving as he continued on towards the house, and then nothing.