Moonspear I stared up just to see

Wraen's latest scouting expedition had turned out to be longer than expected, involving some slipping and unlucky falling on the ice. Therefore the next morning the young wolf woke up with a stiff and painful hind foot. This had happened before, therefore initially she thought that it was only a matter of moving around and warming up and she would get better. Yet the foot had other ideas and with a resigned sigh Wraen decided to stay within the borders today. 

Hobbling on three feet - though embarrassing to some level - was also hilarous. Especially, when Wraen began to entertain herself with the conversation all four feet could have now and, who the three functioning ones would be all condescending and angry at the stiff one for slacking. And at one point it got so funny, that Wraen plopped down on her bum to laugh. Somehow laughing and coordinating her three remaining paws was not a task that could be combined.