The Heartwood Running down the halls

She wasn't sure if she had helped at all, but either way, her protector managed to pin the other woman to the ground. Speedy struggled to get up, her wound starting to make her feel a little unsteady. She managed to right herself just as the other woman broke free of her packmate's hold and sprinted away. Her focus shifted from the woman's fleeing form to her injured partner. She tried to gauge his state of awareness, still a little wary that he might turn on her again in his heightened state. She needed to see his wound, though, so the healer pushed any reservations aside, and moved towards him, hoping he wouldn't go after the blackfeather wolf. She would chase his ass down to tend to his injury if she had to.