Qeya River and you’re a vulture

Amalia heard the howl and recognized it as someone she had met only once. So with trepidation she answered the call. And jumped into action. She came across a small female and Mr. Briggs.

Why hello Mr. Briggs. Whose this? What on earth happened?

She wanted to rush forward and help, but this female screamed standoff, don't touch with her body language. And if she was beat up this bad, red streaks in her fur, her muzzle beat all to heck.

Goodness gracious was Amalia's only thought.