Broken Antler Fen brass devil

Bridget was surprised to hear why he wanted help. Don't you have a medic of your own there? She asked affably, then hurriedly tacked on an explanation just in case. Don't get me wrong! I don't mind helping. Just seems odd, you coming all the way here. She didn't give too many shits about trodding on Fennec's territory, but in-pack help was definitely more convenient. Besides, who better to help than Towhee's own kid? Unless it was something she didn't know about.

I'm flattered, though. What seems to be wrong? It didn't sound super urgent from the hesitance Caracal had and the denial Towhee seemed to be giving, but Bridget wouldn't mind having a little more info. Sometimes some pretty tough shit could start relatively benign, and if it was something Fennec couldn't help with, she was willing to give it her best shot.