Ocean's Breath Plateau Vole little a vealwav.

The caterwaul of Towhee was a call Phox would always, always do his best to answer. His three-legged gait was not particularly speedy, but when he did arrive, he was glad that he had come. -You look like shit!- he said with plenty of concern in his voice. Her tail in particular looked like had been through the wringer. Judging by the way she was walking, that wasn't the only part of her that she'd managed to get thoroughly wrecked.

-What happened?- he asked, wondering if anybody in Moontide was a particularly good healer. From what he could remember, they were primarily hunters... and a gazillion puppies.