Porcupine Ridge For a mother, a brother and me

The initial burst of adrenaline had saved her from feeling the breaking of her skin immediately, but the moment that died away she was hit with a burning sensation. It was painful, though the wounds themselves not severe, as neither her body nor mind were accustomed to such. Her face seemed to feel worst than her shoulder, but her concern lingered on her followers rather than herself. It was a mystery, so far, of what had happened to them, and something she would end up not taking notice to until after their retreat. For the time being, she just assured herself of their hearts continuations to beat. As long as they left with their lives, then it was not a total loss—or, rather, not a total failure on her part.

When the attack was called off and a command given, Asterr could do nothing more than offer a curt nod. She'd pulled herself back up and gave the scene a fleeting, wary glance, taking a quick headcount. Asterr had chuffed, urging the tribe members to follow her. Uncertain of Noctura's current state of mind, she'd approached him and nudged the male's shoulder, insisting he walk with her. From there she'd gone to Leo, assisting him in moving along whether he truly needed it or not. In spite of the dragon and the girl's promise to him, she knew she could not risk another encounter with the ridge wolves. They would have to move a ways off, and she could only hope that the Dragon King might follow. So, hoping Semble had followed, too, she would then lead the small group away towards the cavern, where a meeting would be called and travel plans made.

Sayonara, ex-neighbours-to-be~! ^^ Thanks for the thread, everyone.