Heron Lake Plateau They wanna lay me to rest, but I won't go

She was glad that they, for the most part, gave her space.  There wasn't much trouble she could get up to anyway, especially with these injuries.  Guess they don't have a Tetsubo here, she thought with no small amount of amusement.  

Pawsteps alerted her to Niamh approaching, and she slowly pulled herself into more of a recline so that she could rest and look at her.  The wounds pulled as she shifted and she caught her breath, but Raven was doing good work.  

"Guessin yer one of the locals? "  She asked, smiling toothily at the prospect of food.  "If that's for me, I owe ye big time.  Thanks."  She hadn't realized how hungry she was until that moment, and that duck looked like heaven.  Technically she owed them all, but that could come later.  "How's the other one doin? With the stripes?"  She didn't remember much, and hadn't gotten a name, but that pelt had stuck in her mind.