Raven's Watch we're terrified of what's around the corner

He was swift with his attention once permission was granted, and Tavi found it.. Pleasing. Surprisingly so. Perhaps her desperation to return home, to find Reek, would be waylay-ed here. But that thought passed quickly. She was not remorseful for it either, as she held the firm belief that Reek would one day pass her over for another, as he had done to Saena. It did not bother her in this moment to think of it - but as Arkham got to work tending to her wounds, she was shocked out of her thoughts by the stabbing pain of his tongue or nose upon her tender flesh. She drifted, and time spun out around her.

Eventually they were sequestered together upon the bank, and Tavi was drifting, but she found comfort in his proximity. Even the dying scent of the mountains upon him did not dissuade her; she leaned against him, her head carefully nestled in his fur until the man stood up, abruptly pulling away. Tavi murmured unpleasantness in response to his voice, but as she raised her head to watch him, she was seeing him disperse from her. I am going to hunt, but I will return for you.

She dragged herself to her feet, wobbled the few steps she needed to reach the water, and then slumped down again - her snout touching upon the cold and hardly reacting, initially. Here she would drink as he commanded - drink, and drift, and think about everything that had gone wrong.