Sheepeater Cliff You're more than just a notch in my belt

"Oh, boy..." said Wraen, when she was forced to stop focussing at her own sore side and see her brave (and reckless, but Wraen also took the blame from not dissuading) packmate taken down by a well-aimed head-butt from the chief goat. It shot a warning glance over at the one wolf, who was still standing, and then disappeared down the rocky mountain path. 

She approached Nara with a firm resolve that this would definitely be the last time, when she tried out untested/unproven ideas, because experience (twice now) showed that this never, ever ended well. "How are you feeling?" she asked, regarding her companion with a worried look.