Larksong Grotto il en était fier, mais pourquoi vous riez ?

"i have seen ot'ers hold off a bear."
not without dire loss, and in all honesty she had seen nothing. 
but she knew her family had done it. a cat did not scare her more than that terrible broad massive face, looming over her shores.
"we will get him back to his people." she sat back on her haunches for a single tired moment, then propelled herself upward. "you foun' herbs. i will go an' find t'ings to hold him toget'er." her tail lashed, not quite a wave goodbye as mireille turned and trotted off into the foliage.