Dawnlark Plains Nightmare that follows you home

Pema listened to her jumbled words. Meeting a male in the marsh. His demeanor changing to a hostile one? Had they gotten into some sort of fight? Did she really know who he was? So many questions. It seemed strange that if they had gotten into an altercation the only injury would be a small wound on her leg. But the thing Aliac commented on was her hurting head.

Pema wanted so badly to take Aliac to her den to rest and to have some lavender to calm her nerves. But as Dawn iterated clearly when she arrived it was also important to know about this male and see if he would pose a threat to anyone else in the pack. "Aliac. Take a breath, you're safe now."  she said taking a small pause afterward. "I can give you something for your head in a moment, but we need to know about the male first."  she said sincerely.