Wapun Meadow don't be afraid of what you find

Laurel felt restless through the silence. Where normally Indra's presence would've easily made her feel better, now she didn't want her sister near. Don't touch me! she screeched hysterically at Indra, flinching at the touch. Laurel wasn't sure yet how she would pull through this, but she didn't need more others to touch her. If anything, she didn't want anyone near. But she knew she'd not be able to shake off Indra, so she tolerated her sister's presence, so long as she did not touch her again.

I don't know. It doesn't matter. Laurel doubted she'd ever see him again but if she would, she would make sure to rip his throat out or.. something. Right now though she mostly wanted to not talk about him, or what happened, or admit it happened at all. If Indra hadn't found her here, Laurel would've just washed the scents away and never told a soul of her encounter.