Dragoncrest Cliffs like a spent gladiator

branwen earns a sheepish grin -- yeah, okay, she doesn't really feel up to another bear fight. at least not for a month or something. her sheepish grin turns into a sheepish grimace, ears flattening back: "sorry," the shilkru mumbles, embarrassed. "actually, uh, i do have a thing. related to her to ask you. and then i won't bring it up again, promise." she does not give her companion a chance to respond before she launches into it: "nomi thinks she's natrona and she probably is but -- we had a kru get taken by the pack in the sound and held captive and there's bears now, apparently, so i have to like, at least give her the benefit of the doubt, you know? and nomi said i could go look for her. would you come with me? just down the coast?" it's a hell of a request she knows so she puts on her best pretty please face. (and jeez, how is it she's ever managed to have friends? she's a mess.)