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Hey!

Bridget had heard the yelp and come to investigate, but the wolf in front of her hadn't responded yet to her calls. There were a few reasons for that but deafness wasn't one the medic considered. Instead she wondered, alarmed, if something else was wrong with her. Her fur prickled with unease, but she picked up speed so that she could round and attempt to cut the woman off.

Stepping in front, Bridget tried to present an obstacle and eyed her, worried. Hey! Something wrong? There was nothing obviously visible, but to yell and then ignore someone shouting three feet behind you was pretty damn odd.