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There was a long moment Ocra was silent, listening to Sriracha and the following concerns. For one night, there would be little trouble, and after they can scout for others nearby. The way they'd came had been no indication that others lived near them but the rest of their surroundings were unknown to all of them. She turned to the Spanish male as he moved close, feeling the bristle of fur against her shoulder and there was an ounce of relaxation with him even closer. She even went as far as to lean on him, wishing to rest her head for a while and sleep, but for the moment she kept upright and focused. 

The female, however, gave a suggestion but directed it at her. The reasoning behind it, she couldn't tell. Was she suggestion they leave her behind? To run when she could not? She could, to an extent? but her speed was far from up to par and only deadweight. Neither male, however, had anything similar. 

"For one night, we will be safe," she said as her eyes narrowed upon Kessa. Something didn't sit well but Ocra didn't linger on it long before she looked to the other two. "Tomorrow, we can search for claims that might nearby that could be a threat. If there is no one, then this will become ours." 

Even though she was injured did not mean she was dumb, nor did it make her incapable of contributing. She wouldn't be overlooked just because she had an injured shoulder, something that would heal in due time. Ocra sighed, feeling herself waver enough and she slowly puts her rear on the ground in an attempt that the others might not see the pain through her expression. The only slip she allowed was looking toward Xan in hope he might notice and retrieve more willow bark for the pain.