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Mordecai made no sound to encourage her, and yet she heard him quite clearly.  She sucked in a breath before beginning, if only to give herself another few seconds to decided where to start.  "I came across Dante the other day, injured... badly," she said slowly, "I took care of him, of course.  I ran to Blue Willow's den and took some of her medicines and brought them back in order to treat his wounds.  He'll be fine, he is fine."  She added some emphasis to her words, wanting to reassure Mordecai first and foremost that there was nothing to worry about further for Dante.  Their alpha would recover... though perhaps his physical healing would be much easier and quicker than any emotional or mental recuperation...


"The thing is... I smelled the scent of a wolf on him..." Harlyn continued after a moment, "One of the pack, not a stranger.  I'm not sure who it was that attacked Dante; I don't know the pack well enough.  But I'm sure that it was one of them, though whoever it was is no longer amongst them."  She paused then to let him speak his mind, whatever words might be held there.