She's like "oh my god"

@Mordecai when you're free

A misstep sent a dark female tumbling down a sudden decline in the earth, punctuated by an ear-splitting yelp as her slim frame hit the side of a lodgepole and fell still.

The Endore had spent little time exploring her new domain, preferring to spend the days since the fight in isolation so she could nurse her wounds. She was told to rest by her two companions countless times, and eventually gave in to their demands. Now that she was able to leave the confines of her resting place, the female had become overeager to make her mark and, in doing so, had underestimated the bowl's odd terrain.

She winced as she pulled herself up from the tree, feeling the telltale sting and burn of two of her countless scabs splitting. A muffled growl of exertion fled through her teeth as she hauled herself to her feet, lashing her tail like a cat and flattening her ears. The Spine was an inconvenient amalgam of forest and foothill, impossible to predict for one such as her who had come into it with the intent of taking it over. She hadn't had any time to learn its dangers, as she was reminded when she glanced at the lodgepole and saw a shock of red where one of her wounds had impacted it.