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As the beast gave its final shuddering breath, Kaiaka let go of its hind leg and slumped onto her haunches. She tried to draw in a deep breath, but pain flared through her chest with every movement. A scowl twisted her features, she should’ve been more careful. Still, relief eased the tension in her shoulders as she glanced over at Mae, who had come out of the fight mostly unscathed.

Kaiaka’s gaze lingered on the scarred dame, noting the fresh trail of blood down her face. Ya alright? Looks like that beasty got a piece of ya, she muttered, her voice low but laced with concern.

Mae didn’t seem fazed, at least.

Kaiaka gave a weak chuckle, though it quickly turned into a wince. Might just take ya up on that. Don’t think I’ll be wanderin’ much anytime soon.

Normally, she’d be the first to dig in after a hunt, sharing the spoils with her companions. But right now, the effort of even moving felt like too much. So she sat still, focusing on keeping her breathing slow and steady, doing her best to push the pain aside.