Ankyra Sound Happiness is a warm gun

Feel free to skip over her too, she's just gonna kinda chill here <3

Her secluded little infirmary (again, hole in the ground) was quickly fated to turn into a party, not that Roz was in much a state to notice.  She was out of it, and honestly probably wouldn't have batted an eye Vlad had brought the entirety of this fancy-wolf's pack back with him.  

Arleen?  Slow on the uptake, she took this to be a name to put to whoever the heck had come along with Vlad.  They were behind her, so she tried to look over her shoulder to see what an Arleen was and why they were closing in.

The quick movement brought the blood roaring to her ears, and she blinked at the sudden fuzziness.  "Arleen, what..." the question started, but wouldn't be finished, as suddenly lights clicked out, and her chin hit the ground with a teeth-clicking whump.  Possibly not the worst thing in the world - likely she'd make a better patient senseless than not.