Swiftcurrent Creek running in circles, now look what you've done

yatiri thanks you, arlette said, and muskrat's eyes shone with a surprised pleasure that possessed her entire fierce scarred face. it was a deep respect for her, and again she almost laughed that this was the life of a slave in the creek camp!

she did not understand all akavir said, only that she was expected to fight. this brightened muskrat, and she held the tattered splint up for infection. the swamp panther had indeed been working, but she had taken pains not to put full weight onto the break at all where possible.

remaining silent, muskrat waited for the plantwolf to decide.