Redtail Rise She will promise you more than the guarden of eden

New Snow was recovering mostly these days, but she did what she could. At the very least she could mark the borders and reestablish their claim. And so New Snow hobbled after Wolverine, slower by plenty, taking her time to mark the borders diligently while not aggravating the injury. She was healing well, but the wound was fresh enough that she relied more on her uninjured side. Her limp was lessening, but the fact of the matter was there was still a limp. If she did too much too soon the wound on her shoulder would reopen. That, too, was healing.

Her face still looked pretty gnarly, but New Snow hadn't the slightest idea. She was not one for looking at her own reflection. The pain she experienced when eating was far from enjoyable, but something she was learning to live with. New Snow pawed at the earth to release her scent glands into it, and chuffed to Wolverine.

It was then a howl sounded. New Snow understood the call, and knew what next to do. But Wolverine was a youth soon to be an adult, and she wanted to be sure the girl did as well. So with another low chuffing noise, New Snow encouraged the girl.

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