Stone Circle we clean up and now it's time to learn

He pushed away her muzzle, moving to clean the blood from her coat. She wanted it off, away, along with any memories of the threatening man and his head. Her ears were pressed against her skull, though flicked up when Murdock began to speak, trembling once before falling still, suddenly comforted as he wrapped around her. "he said he was going to kill me, Murdock. he had a head." She murmured, the words a little clearer.

It was when the healer squeezed halfway into the den that the collie tensed, reassured only by the steady presence of Murdock and attempting to push away thoughts of the ground falling on them. After a nervous moment, she ate the leaves proffered by the girl and fell still while she began to tend her wounds, lapsing into silence but keeping her gaze steadily on Murdock.