Redhawk Caldera On the mend.

I'd just like to state for the record that Ray's opinions are purely her own and do not reflect those of her roleplayer, lol. :)

Raven was in a dour state of mind these days. Towhee's recent promotion over her stung. She tried to be happy for her younger sister and the girl's inevitable path to leadership, but deep down inside, it rankled. With the exception of a few mishaps when she'd ended up lost, Raven had served the pack faithfully for the entirety of her three years and was its primary medic (and she considered herself a damn good one, too). To find herself brushed aside in favor of a youth who wasn't even a yearling yet -- a child she had raised, mind you -- was a bitter pill for her to swallow. She'd never really been an ambitious wolf who lusted for rank, so it was weird to her that she was so bothered by the whole thing. But she sort of felt like a tool that was only appreciated when it was needed, which fit nicely into the list of other things she didn't like about her life these days.

She sort of felt bad for being so judgemental of those who had left the pack. Maybe they'd had the right idea.

And she felt even worse for harboring such feelings about her sister and her alphas. She tried to trust in Finley and Elwood's judgement, but that didn't stop it from feeling really unfair sometimes.

She came now to check on Titmouse, her heart heavy and her head full of thoughts. Her brother-son's recent run-in with Blackfeather had only steeled her hatred of those sick bastards. I should become a warrior and go kick their asses. Maybe if I start inflicting wounds instead of patching them up, she thought acidly to herself, like Towhee does, I'll get a little appreciation around here. She approached her brother, who seemed to be healing up reasonably well, and the grin she gave him didn't have to be forced. She loved him and her heart ached to see him as he'd been since his return. "Hey Tit," she greeted him softly. "How's the leg feeling today? She'd kept him well-supplied with medicine to facilitate his healing and control his pain, so she hoped he was comfortable enough.