Deepwood Weald Danger noodle

Few enough had passed through since the move, something which still amazed the panther. He was surprised therefore when a voice called out from the borders — and one he didn't recognize, to boot! He hurried toward the sound, long legs eating up the ground at a rapid pace.

"Peace be," he said, greeting the red-and-gold girl on their borders. She seemed perilously young to him after all the time he'd spent worrying about Sulukinak, and at once, he felt a certain paternal protectiveness over her. "You're hurt — do you need a healer?"