Silvertip Mountain This fox is ours.

She was too caught up in the moment -- the whole chaos of the scene merging into one blurry, unfocused event in her head. She found herself phasing in and out, quickly snapping her attention back to the present. When she did so, she saw Adeline slump to the ground. She hadn't fallen, but rather, it was like she had lost control of her body. Anita had never seen anything like it before. Although it was something as simple as losing consciousness, how was she to know? Everything told her that Adeline was in danger and she rushed forward in attempts to see what had happened.

Still breathing. That was a relief. However, was she....asleep? Anita was no medic, thus she couldn't help but be puzzled. Her mind drifted back to when she had eaten a handful of weird berries as a pup and was knocked out for a while. Maybe Adeline was experiencing something along those lines.

Anita nuzzled Adeline, hoping for some sort of reaction. "I'd suggest patching up her wounds and letting her rest. She will wake up in due time," she gulped. Hopefully that would be the case.