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Elixir began, and Rue could already see her shivering. Autumn was certainly upon them, but the evenings were still warm enough that Rue knew that it was unlikely her companion was cold. Rue took a few steps forward, concern evident on her features. Despite looking distressed, Elixir continued. 

 When it became clear that this traumatic event happened here, Ruenna's jaw dropped. She had assumed she was relatively safe in the surrounding territories given that she carried the scent of her pack. Rue couldn't believe that someone had been so bold-- or so crazy-- as to attack someone with an entire pack behind her. 

Rue's gaze hardened as Elixir recounted the attack. Nothing about Elixir's description sounded as if.. well, as if Elixir's attacker had the same -ahem- motiations that Rue's did. Even so, it was a horrifying tale, not to mention a horrifying wound. Rue's inhale hissed through her teeth as Elixir offered her shoulder for inpection. 

"..I can't even imagine," Rue replied, eyes wide. "I'm.. I'm really impressed that you're still here, and that you go out at all. That's so..." Tears were welling in Rue's eyes, and she didn't quite know why. She fought through them to keep speaking. "Just.. to be attacked out of the blue like that, and to have no idea why.." It was a wonder Elixir could even hold it together as well as she was doing. Rue could barely hold it together, and she was just the listener.

"..Are we looking for this psycho? Are we warning people? How has he not been identified, been found?" There was an edge to Rue's voice. Why hadn't anyone told her there was a killer on the lose?! To think, she had been wandering the surrounding territories without a care in the world, thinking that her pack-scent protected her...