A thousand silhouettes

Silver's stomach fell when the male arrived, but soared when Lupa stood up for her. "I'm sorry for trespassing" she whispered, voice thick with fatigue. With a small sigh she told the male the short version. "I was exploring the land here, outrider is a trade I hope to achieve. I heard voices, and followed them out of curiosity. One smelled of the dark woods, the other of travel. They attacked me, until they got bored of their 'fun' and I got away." Her vision swam again, the short burst of strength she had felt was quickly fading. She sat heavily, her fractured paw held close to her chest.