Lone Star Mountain see in the dark

At the mother's behest, the pale wolf moved from his place over the young female, nosing the gentle Engi as he did. Her presence, while appreciated, only ratcheted his tension a little higher. Dark eyes slid to Solpallur as he spoke in their language, nodding in agreement though he paused yet a moment to look at the mother. She yet breathes. A healer must clean her wounds and she must be watched the first day and night cycle. Wake her frequently.

And then he turned from the children and their rightfully-angry mother, looking to his companions with a grim expression writ across his face. His guilt would hang heavy across his shoulders for a while; he had never meant to hurt the child. Only catch her.

They'll exit here if they're not addressed further!