Qeya River we'll kill all the beautiful things

Okay, so at least it didn't have to be re-applied.

Wait, but she couldn't do anything so long as she had this stuff attached to her. What if it fell off before the timespan? Then she'd have to seek out the medic again, and Tulukiri didn't want that.

No sparring, then. No training, nothing! That deflated Tulukiri pretty quick.

Right, okay, so I get to laze around and miss out on trainin' all because of that dumbass lady, grrreat. The girl let out a petulant hum, and idly scraped the ground with one of her paws.

She imagined she was drawing up tactical schematics. A circle for Natigvik's border, a scratch in the loam for each body she'd met so far; thoughts running rampant of Tulimaq and how ill-prepared this place truly was.