Sleeping Dragon spooks come out for a swinging wake

As Porita attempted to pinpoint the moment in which the pain began, Freyja reflected on the past 24 hours. She recalled her hunt and how smoothly it had gone. Obviously, her hunting would have been affected with any sort of pain. In her mind, the previous day was ruled out of her speculation. It was in the midst of her retracing that a sudden pain snapped her pack to attention. "Ow!" she yelped, perhaps a little dramatic in comparison of her pain. It was more of an annoyance than anything-- something that would surly clear with a days rest-- But, Freyja was unexperienced with injuries. 

With a frown still on her face, she re-shifted her attention to Portia. "Pretty sure it was last night," she anwered, anticipation for the Medic's answers lingered as she looked up at Portia.