Sun Mote Copse Promises Kept

All good! :D I usually try to stay vague in group activities, so feel free to just tug her along to keep things moving!

Giana barely noticed yet the blood flowing from her packmate, but focused wholly on the task at paw - getting the deer out of the river. Their doublesided strike had left it dead, she knew - even if its heart still fought to pump, that too would soon be empty and limp. As she released her grip from the next, glancing to Ragna, she noted the blood matting her fur - 

                    "Are you okay?"

She was no healer, but she knew things could go wrong with a wound in seconds - or in days. Nonetheless, when the shieldmaden gave her order and began to tug, Giana pulled her own weight without another word - latching onto whatever would give her a solid hold, she threw her body into it and did her share even as sore as she was becoming - her body hadn't been worked like this in moons.