The Heartwood Heartwood Snacking

The young female grunted soft once at Koda's comment about life. Life had been pretty rough for her until now. The only good thing was that she was accepted in a pack that seemed okay and nice. Scarlett stepped more into the stream and closer to Koda, she almost wanted to lick his wound clean but since he confidence had faltered she didn't. The white lady looked like she had come back from a war zone. She had blood everywhere. One was from the deer, the other from the coyote and maybe a little bit of herself. "Gosh I should wash myself," she realized.

The northerner just lowered herself in the shallow stream at least it was something. She licked over her front and hind legs. It revealed her back paw had some puncture marks, but wasn't too deep. Her shoulder did hurt a bit. She noticed that it was bleeding on its own. She turned more on her side and left the cold water numb out the sting of the wound. Plus it would immediately clean. "I will live," she spoke softly. Her tongue moved over her muzzle to turn her fur back into the colorless white it was before. Scarlett was used to glacier water, so this stream didn't feel that cold to her as it might have to others.

"Luckily we did had the good parts. Guess you were right..," she spoke in realization. "We got an easy kill today, but that compromised for the hoard of coyotes that showed up to steal it," she sighed. Scarlett got back on her fours and shook out her fur. It wasn't pure white but it would do. At least she looked a bit more decent. "Thank you for helping me. You are a good guy, Koda. Blacktail Deer Plateau should be proud to have you!," she complimented then.