Bitterroot Valley one night only

She was tempted to pace as she waited, unsure of if anybody even heard her call. She shifted her attention from the mountainside and back to Seff, often reaching over to lick at his wounds as they waited. And, soon enough, help arrived. Her heart leapt as the forms of Wildfire and Portia came into view and she wagged her tail. Wildfire AND Portia-- they sure were in luck with the company that had arrived.

The closer that they go, the more antsy Freyja felt. Soon enough, they were both near. She rose to her paws, smiling widely, as she called to them eagerly. “Wildfire! Portia! I’m so glad--” But it was as she spoke the Wildfire zoomed onwards towards them. As Seff lurched back, horror spread across her face in this moment, her hackles raising as she back peddled as she looked at the scene with bewilderment. She rushed to Seff’s side to make sure that he was all right. Crouching besides him, she looked up to him with imploring eyes, wondering what was going to happen. 

“This is Seff! He saved my life from a coyote!!” she explained to the pair, looking to them bot with imploring eyes.