Bearclaw Valley this is the last take for the night, understand it's kinda late

There was a sigh of relief and the slight relaxation of her hind muscles upon hearing that her trial was over, for the most part, at least. Who is it? she asked. When she'd seen Indra, she was clearly away from the healthy state Blondine had left her in. If the rouge femme was the wolf that Xan was referring to, then she saw no issue with having to care for the poor girl. The only problem that she could predict was the stress and emotional strain of watching a friend suffer, but that was a part of life, and it wouldn't have been the first time.