Blacktail Deer Plateau Hello,it's me

Grayday's quick command is not ignored and with once last glance at the father and the daughter, Raid speeds off, paws thrumming hard against the ground as she runs - trying to get to the pups as fast as she possibly can. Though she sincerely doubts the cat has done them any damage, the possibility is always there and she has to, needs to know that everyone is fine. They are, and Raid's heart calms, its erratic beating slowing down just a fraction as she pants, struggling to regain breath. Though her breaths or heartbeat has hardly began to settle before she's off again, skidding to a halt in front of the pair. "They're all fine. Nobody's hurt, I don't think." In all honesty, it's less of the kids safety (though that obviously matters to Raiden) that has her so anxious, but rather what it would imply if the kids are not safe - it'd be her fault for being so wrapped up in her problems and thus, neglecting her pack duties. It'd be her fault, and Raid's not sure she can take that just yet, take that emotional burden on top of all her other unsolved ones. Pragmatically, there's also the issue of home - it's winter, it wouldn't be wise to leave just yet, which she inevitably would've done if someone got hurt. In some ways, it's selfish of her to take up the responsibilities of border patrol as hers, and hers only, but Raid does not know what else she contributes to the pack, given that Pema seems to have the healer position filled and is doing fine. She needs this, needs this one role - for now, until winter is over, at least.