Blackfeather Woods [m] you don't want to hurt yourself by looking too closely

Her eyes narrow, muzzle wrinkling at the girl's explanation.  I was a medic once, too, you know.  She knows she just has to ride the waves as they come.  But the nightmares, oh god, she doesn't know if she can handle those.  Not if they're like this.

"I'm sorry, if you're feeling hurt or scared.  I can help you."

Ceara draws her head back and snorts, ears flattening to the side.  You kidnapped me, you crazy bitch, she wants to scream, but instead she watches with a glare and a countenance that reeks of disbelief.