Lost Creek Hollow Barely

it had been some time since she had come close to the borders. most of her time was spent with @Wren or @Shadowpup, or both; they toured the stars in the evening and hunted in the cool shadows of the riverland during the day. but here she was, now, staring in horror at poor sandulf. she fell beside him in terror and fear. what had broken a fang like this? she cried out for any close, for ash star, folding herself close to begin the basic tasks of cleaning dirt from his cuts.