Phoenix Maplewood bad chick

While the mist furled around the wolf's legs, it very nearly swallowed the much smaller Regipre. She didn't mind this. In fact, the young coyote felt safer partially concealed this way. She could disappear into the mist without a sound and no one would ever find her... or so she liked to think. Of course, she didn't make good on this idea. She trailed in the she-wolf's wake, studying their surroundings as they went and saying nothing.

Then the stranger asked her a question. Reggie considered it a moment, then said, "Just got them last night." In other words, there hadn't been enough time to begin the healing process. "We cleaned them," the pup added. It had been very hard not to wince throughout Sart's ministrations the night prior but she had stiffened her upper lip.