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Whatever was going on chemically inside of her seemed to be a hell of a drug. All of his tender prodding found no breaks, and so Sriracha deemed it safe to move her, but not before finding out whatever was wrong with her. Because there was no conceivable way that she was unharmed after a fall like that. You probably rattled your brain around pretty hard, he said, judging by the unfocused glaze of her eyes.

Though her leg seemed fine, there was something very disconcerting about the shape of her shoulder. I think we need someone to check that leg out. What about the others? D'you think you can walk? He was so far out of his league, but he had Ocra as a safety. Sriracha was so confident in her abilities that, so long as he could get the girl to her, Ocra could take care of her. I know someone who can help you, but we've gotta get close. It didn't help that the only wolf he knew with healing capabilities was also injured herself.