Blacktail Deer Plateau Hello,it's me

The cat sped off, and she added a sharp bark, born more out of anger than a desire to keep the cat running, to her father's symphony. She twisted back, knowing quickly that nothing was terribly wrong with her; scratches healed. Turning instead to her father, she looked him over, asking quickly, "are you alright?" Her gaze moved to Raid, too, as she moved off the check on the pups; luckily, she seemed only about as injured as herself. Watching the chocolate woman go for a moment, she turned back to her father, adrenaline fading. "there has to be something wrong with this place. our borders are clear - and yet things like that keep happening."  The word was spat with residual anger, and her tail tip flicked with irritation.