Jade Fern Grove won't stop the pain, but she'll smell like fabreez

Each day brought a little ease to her shoulder. She felt lucky where was a willow tree nearby when the pain got too bad. At one point she considered just sleeping beneath it and gnawing on the trunk when she needed but the thought alone made her laugh quietly to herself before she settled elsewhere. Sriracha was within earshot and the new girl, she wasn't sure, and Xan wasn't anywhere to be found. So with that on her mind, she curled up at the base of a tall tree for the rest of the night. 

She didn't have the best sleep, occasionally waking to a throb in her shoulder, but she eventually lulled herself back to sleep. It didn't last long, however, as something nudged against her a few times. She snapped to attention and growled, searching for the culprit to wake her so suddenly. When she realized it was the idiot that had been following them, the girl deflated enough to ease the sudden instinctual tension. 

"What the fuck, Xan?" she blurted and shuffled her front legs awkwardly until she was sitting upright. "What's wrong?"