Swiftcurrent Creek New waters

She'd been a member of Swiftcurrent Creek for less than a week, and already she was playing doctor to two of its other members. Their wounds were very obviously inflicted not by accident, but she had not asked either of her patients. The injuries were maybe a couple of days old when first she saw them, and the rapid onset of infection must have meant that they'd been bitten by something... or someone.

Paarthurnax tried hard not to let this dampen her spirits, for although there was tension and uncertainty among her comrades, she had found a place where surely she could belong. It was supposed to be a happy time, not one tainted by worry and fear of attack. She looked to reach out to the others, show them that things would get better, but she did not know how.

Her heart sank when she paused in her tracks to observe the pacing of an ashen male, who was clearly anxious about something. A part of Paar wished to turn her tail and not get involved, but her natural instinct was to close the distance between them. She moved slowly in the other wolf's direction until she was a few yards from him, and the crimson beauty breathed a soft whine to express her concern. "Are you alright? "