Sun Mote Copse One breath, it'll just break it

Fin had heard the voices from afar, but hadn't been near enough to discern who owned them until they had lifted in anger. Even then, she hadn't been close enough to get there in time to witness the battle. Her hip had been acting up worse than ever after a play fight with Pox that had gone awry, and it had slowed her terribly. She didn't arrive on the scene until after she heard Wraen's call, and it was the fear and anxiety in her voice that had forced Fin to push past her pain and break into a canter that took her the rest of the way to the borders.

"What happened?" she asked as she burst through the trees and onto the scene. She looked quickly around and spotted Colt lying on the ground, looking as though he'd been mauled by a bear. "Oh fuck..." she murmured as her heart spasmed with fear. She rushed to him and lowered her head to his to check if he was breathing. He was, but it was weak.

"Did you see what did this?" she asked, looking at Wraen. Her nose was already working and it was telling her that there had been no predators, but there had been a wolf. A wolf with a somewhat familiar scent, though she couldn't really place it. Her eyes narrowed. "Or who?"