Blacktail Deer Plateau Ok in more then one way

She dipped her head, answering, "He fell on the rocks and twisted it. It seems to have healed, and he says he can work with it, but I was hoping he'd check with you about it anyways." Well, this was new. Her brother had always been protective of her, and she'd despised it with a passion. She'd never thought she'd do the same, but here she was, worried over him. She huffed, the sound almost amused, but Pema seemed to switch tracks abruptly. 

For a moment, confusion glinted in her gaze. She remembered the doubts that had been a constant itch the past week, fading already as she'd assured herself she was being merely stupid, and Pema's appointment did, in fact, make sense. The fact that the woman had picked up on her quiet doubts, especially during the hunt, when she hadn't even spoken to the healer directly, had her flabergastered. Pema had to be eerily observant, especially to notice the doubts she'd buried at the back of her mind in the heat of the hunt. "it's nothing, Pema. don't worry about it."