Whitebark Stream An exercise in futility

sorry for the wait guys, have had a rough couple weeks xx

 

Isley felt lightheaded. She was aware from the blood she had spat out that she'd probably bitten her cheek, if not something else, and she needed to get a headstart before she was caught again. The bumbling giant no doubt would want to finish what he'd started. "Please, do not let him harm you.." Isley murmured as Palisander nudged her into running. A final glance back as she cut at a random pattern - purposefully making her path to the Meadow longer. She did not see Palisander abandon the stranger who had come to her aide; had she, she would have certainly doubled back out of guilt. 

Once she arrived in the Meadow she began to tend to her wounds as best as she could, waiting anxiously for Palisander to arrive and to be able to assess his injuries and prepare the best course of treatment for them both. She already knew she wanted to be far from the area that wolf had been in - she would wish to travel west again, over the mountains, and see what might bring them better prosperity.