Larksong Grotto as we cross the empty skies

"Coulda, but didn't," She cracked a weak grin, knowing that Mulherin was right. There was a caring note to her voice, though; if ever she was needed to defend him, she would do what it took to do so. He seemed to understand the gravity of the situation, but in learning how valued he was, perhaps she thought he might return the gesture someday. The wolves of the Rise were fierce; they looked out for one another, without question. 

She settled down, then, to allow herself a bit of time before moving anywhere. Mulherin kept watch, which was appreciated, though she felt if they were quiet, the animal would not be likely to return. Speaking made her ribs ache, but she felt Mulherin might need the comfort of a friendly voice. "Hey. We'll eat him thomeday."