Silver Creek tell me, do we get what we deserve?

She appeared like a sylph, as if Zada had somehow wished her into being-- an unrealistic thought, but how could she be anything but a fool when her breath was catching in her throat like this?
The girl was hurt, and suddenly her heart lurched in her chest. She was up on her paws the next instant, approaching the other wolf slowly so her intentions would not be mistaken.
You're hurt-- why are you so far from your pack? The question was gentle, full of concern, and it was obvious from Zada's expression that she was not used to whatever feeling was spurring it.