Porcupine Ridge For a mother, a brother and me

I understand (: Too crazy for me- going to tie it into the plan that Taggarik asked of her- that seems a little more realistic.

Jhala had stopped herself with enough time, watching from a distance as her paws ached to join. With a heavy heart and a thirst to fight, she remained controlled. She didn't know the outcome of this battle, but she was well aware of what Taggarik had asked of her. This fight may put that in jeopardy- although it almost seemed as though it wouldn't ever occur. She waiting patiently, mostly ready to be at the aid of any injured pack members, her amber eyes focused on each fight as she looked for signs of weakness or that her packmates needed help. 

The battle was soon over, and the girl was a bit irritated that she hadn't fought. No practice and she probably now had no reason to not participate. Her only fear now was that Capri and Taggarik frowned upon her lack of efforts, but she sucked it up and did whatever she could now- even with her lack of medicine knowledge. She was going to check on Diane and Vuk- she knew the two females and figured that they would be comfortable with her helping them. Instead- however, Capriccio got there first, and she instead turned to her co-rank as he appeared nearest.

The male rolled in the snow, leaving a trail behind him. She gave a gentle whine to him, hoping he'd understand her silent question of his wellbeing. She lowered herself to where he laid, tail thumping as she asked permission to nudge at his wounds. She didn't know much about healing- just the basics- but if someone else did she'd be glad to follow orders and help to mend.