Porcupine Ridge We are hope

Pops Pema in here.

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Pema and Dawn were not traveling together at the time but their scouting party was heading in the same direction, ensuring that none of them were too far from one another. So when the loud scream of agony echoed over the mountain Pema, like Dawn, was able to hear it and was alert to whatever might have caused it. The scream caused Pema to raise her head as her ears picked up the direction of the sound before she began to treverse the mountainside. It may not be anyone she knew, but that wouldn't stop Pema from offering to help another, especially someone that was hurt. Her new found knowledge in her medic trade could prove useful.

As Pema climbed the mountain she saw Dawn first right before she meet the young wolf. He was tearing up and the scent of blood was in the air. Just by a quick glance it was clear that at the very least the young wolf's ankle was injured. Pema remained silent, not wanting to over whelm the wolf with questions, and the ones Dawn asked seemed to be right on point. 

Pema wondered why such a young wolf would be all alone, especially on such a difficult terrain. Pema stood below the young wolf on the mountain. Ensuring that if the rocks were to slide he would not be sent down the mountain again.