Bearclaw Valley I don’t want anything more from you

There wasn't really anything good anyone could say in these situations. Indra wasn't gonna get well just because someone heartfeltly said "oh, i'm so sorry she got hurt" or asked how she was. Any questions in that direction were more towards the benefit of Laurel than Indra at this point. She wanted to talk about it, she wanted to be angry about it, she wanted to be consoled even though she knew Indra was the only wolf in the world who could truly console her.

At his question, she responded with a frustrated-sounding "Shit." They both knew that this would take some time to heal and that the mental scars may never. Laurel thought of the time she had gotten badly wounded, by Jhala... Except Indra hadn't been there to console her. "How are the borders?" she asked, even though she could see that there was no one there right now.