Bearclaw Valley Warriors should suffer their pain silently.

Skoll felt horrid, where his tail should be ached (though there was a nub there still) and his muzzle did too from the fight with the stupid girl that was at the borders before. He wouldn't admit how his tail was removed - it was stupid, honestly. Playing a game with someone he didn't know could be that dangreous. It was healing well, though, despite his anger at it. It wasn't that his tail was gone - really he wasn't angry about that. It was how stupid he was that had gotten it taken off of him. Maybe he should have thought before he attacked that wolf. 

As he walked through, he spotted someone he didn't recognize. Another newbie perhaps? She appeared to be hunting something down - curiously, Skoll watched. Her form appeared to be well enough to catch it, no obvious setbacks. So he waited to see if she could catch it after all.