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She could sense that the young wolf was disappointed- perhaps because she hadn't had the chance to make the kill. Wounds, in her eyes, were nothing to be ashamed of. Towhee Jr had earned the wound as a mark of her bravery and willingness to defend the pack from intruders. She wouldn't hear it, but there was a thrum of a proud growl in her throat as she tended to the girl's wounds. 

Once she had finished, she nudged the girl's cheek again, searching for her gaze so that she might see the look of approval, a proud smile that was much different from the one-sided smirk the Berserkr often bore. She chuffed and clicked her teeth together, and gestured that she be followed. She knew where some food was stashed away nearby, and felt the youngster had earned herself a meal.