Larksong Grotto as we cross the empty skies

She remembered having a talk with Mulherin about how prey animals might defend themselves, and how ironic it was now that he'd been able to witness his teacher get tossed through the air like a flying squirrel. Fortunately, she thought, this might prove to be an even better illustration of how all animals, prey and predator, could be incredibly dangerous. 

She winced as she sat up, forcing a pained smile as she tried to brush off a bit of his concern. "Ugh," She grunted, wincing at the pain she felt when she vocalized. That would be another annoying part of the recovery- laughing, coughing, and even talking would hurt. "Yeah. Justh-tt ribth." She wheezed. She gently moved her back to check out her level of mobility, and was relieved that at least the joints in her spine seemed to be unharmed. She held her breath so she could shrug softly. "Need a minute." She said, as she began to focus on keeping her breathing steady, but shallow.