Blacktail Deer Plateau We kill dragons

Skipping Osprey, with permission of course!

Blue Willow vowed to exact some sort of revenge, but Saena just kept weakly shaking her head. Whatever had caused Fox's insane attack would surely not stop in the face of the one wolf who had shown Fox immeasurable graciousness and received nothing but a spit in the face in return. Saena highly doubted that Fox would even remember what Blue Willow had done for her, and surely her psychotic rage wouldn't stop for that.

Lasher had a very good point, but Saena couldn't connect the dots right now. She only nodded dumbly and said, "I called for him and he never came." Realizing that the plateau wolves might not understand why she was there in the first place, since her love of Peregrine had been non-existent when she left, she clarified, "after I left, I went to the Caldera," she grit her teeth as she tried to stand, managing to find her feet but very shakily, "to apologize and make amends. He invited me to come teach one of his kids about Naturalism. That's what I was there for." Her eyes fluttered as dizziness threatened her again, but she steeled herself and pushed the feeling away as best she could.

She took one bracing step forward, then another, swaying all the while from the sheer pain that wracked her when all her wounds stretched at once.