Redtail Rise To the Bone

Something was off. Masque was typically observant and decisive, almost to the point of abrupt- but clearly, the fall had taken a toll. Lilia waited quietly for some sort of explanation, not knowing completely what Masque was going to, until finally she heard the sound of trembling breaths. 

Lilia tipped her head back in understanding. She knew the feeling of having the wind knocked out of herself. Masquerade must’ve gone down pretty hard.

At first, Lilia assumed Masque might be a bit off because of the tumble, until she learned that Masque had blacked out first. In something that appeared like stupor, Masque began to notice the wounds, and Lilia assumed then that Masque might be in some sort of shock. 

”Uh, yeah, uhm,” She said. She circled around Masque, taking note of the scrapes that she could see, but she was more concerned with Masque’s confusion. ”You thaid you conked out before you hit the ground?” She asked. ”You eaten today? I get kinda dithy if I haven’t eaten,” She suggested- though she’d begun to wonder if perhaps she should call Ashlar, to come and see if everything was alright.