Dawnlark Plains From the scars on my arms

i ... see, the thought of the wound had temporarily exited her mind, now. rala simply wished to figure out this strange object. although, what was there to know? the information seemed limited, so she would move away from it, now, scanning cal's leg.

does it feel numb, now? soon, dusk would be approaching. would the injured woman wish to sleep through the night with company? uncertain, though willing to ask, she said: would you like me to stick around? tail swaying gently behind her.