Blacktail Deer Plateau glass rain falls on sundays

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Pema started to get the impression that the only time she was really being called for was when someone was injured or hurt. It bothered her somewhat that it was the only thing some people wanted, but she tried to assure herself that the reason for this was because of how active she was in the pack. Being up and about all parts of the territory meant bumping into many of the members several times through out the day and week. She was also glad that even if they were calling for her because someone was hurt, it meant that she could be there to help. When without her they might be in even worse problems. 

So when she heard the call from Grayday she immediatly assumed that someone was hurt. Running threw the trees to where she thought she heard the call come from she came across Grayday and Dawn who was leaning against him for support. There wer visable cuts on various places on her body, any other injuries would need further inspecting to diagnose. She walked up the incline to where they were and faced them face them. There was also blood around Dawn's muzzle making Pema's heart pound thinking of how this could be rather internal, like it had been with Heartha. "What's going on? Dawn are you alright? Is that your blo..." she paused whens she saw the bloodied rabbit resting on the ground alittle ways away. 

She signed in relief knowing that the blood wasn't hers, though she was still concerned see the cuts and other superficial injuries. Regaining herself though still very conserned she asked again. "What happened?"