Ravenshook Cliffs I used to rule the world...

It'll prob'ly leave a scar but, eh, a clean-coat's got no place formin' a pack, she tried to stand after he backed off, but she found it a bit difficult and sat down instead. If her legs were leaking crimson, it was hidden in her pelt. The pain still lingered. Yer certainly a wolf who won't back down, eh? 

Her thoughts were spoken aloud. Well, it's hard huntin' with legs that hurt an' a face that won't quit stingin', so I s'pose that puts me out o' comiss'in fer a day er two, at the least. She didn't want to admit she was helpless, merely give him the opportunity to offer his assistance. Shouldn't be huntin' yer pack's birds 'til then, eh? She chuckled.