Spotted Eagle Mountain where the wind blows

"are you alright?"
somehow, the words broke down the courage she had been carrying the past few days. the fact that someone from home was speaking them, and faintly she could scent Valette and Steady and Nikai on the other's pelt, and almost imagine them here. she trembled, ears slicked back, and she offered no answer beside moving her muzzle to the other's shoulder and breathing in the scents of home. 

home. her jaws parted a fraction and a breath of air whistled through her jaws, as if trying to whisper the word. her ruined tongue was unable to make word from sound, and thus she did not try beyond that, as she had frantically attempted when she had first realised that her maw no longer worked in the way it should.