Blacktail Deer Plateau PACK HUNT: Prancer was Good Eatin'

With her ears ringing and head swimming, she was unable to see or hear the conclusion of the hunt. When next Saena was able to register anything, it was Valtyr's shrieking and Blue Willow's concerned voice. She groaned against the snow and tried to sit up, but found the effort made her dizzy.

"'m okay," she muttered, even as a dull throb started spreading from her cheek to her temple. The deer hadn't caught her in a vital spot, thankfully, but it still hurt like a bitch. Definitely a concussion, possibly a bad one, but nothing too life threatening. She swallowed thickly and opened her eyes to look up at the wolves above her.

The ghostly bear loomed right by Blue Willow's shoulder. She meant to point it out, but her focus fled when she remembered the hunt.

"Did we win?" she asked shakily. She slowly tilted her head, wincing at the headache that protested, and spotted the felled deer. She smiled. "Don't wait for me, I'm fine." She didn't know that she'd eat any of it, since her stomach was starting to feel uneasy, but there was always tomorrow.