The Sunspire Moosecraft

She was out for a few minutes, but came to groggily as the hunt was reaching a close.  She rolled onto her belly with a groan, wincing at the pain the movement sent lancing through her bruised side, shoulder, and head.  She might have cracked a rib slightly, but for the most part, it was only heavy bruising.

"Wha?"  She looked at Bernard in confusion, then in the direction of the hunt.  Her senses would come around in a minute or two, but by then, the hunt would be over.  And she'd be left with just the disappointment of having screwed up on her first ever group outing.