Redtail Rise Yeah, he's trading in his Chevy for a Cadillac-ac-ac-ac-ac-ac

They were gaining on the beaver, but she noticed when Mulherin seemed to flag. Her head lifted when  he asked a question that came out of the blue, though her heart softened when she realized he was likely asking because he was afraid another wolf he cared about might leave on him. 

”Yah, I’m fine. Had much worse’n this before,” She said casually, but quietly. The blood had congealed, and she would need to clean it better later, but she felt certain a bite mark from a beaver wouldn’t put her in too much misery. ”Yer turn now to make him pay.”