Blacktail Deer Plateau there's a voice that pulls me stumbling through a symphony

The situation soon unfolded itself, the imagery of lost pups enough to pluck her womanly heartstrings with a panicked chord. Other concerns pressed, however, in particular the state of the two pallid wolves before her. 

Rhælla would pass forward, silently embedding herself in the scene with the determination of a assistant that would not be turned away. A gentle nudge turned Lokie back towards Aurë and a soft whisper assured him that she would tend to the icebear. 

Gathering a portion of her recruit's medical supplies, the nightchild drifted to Rosencrantz - unable to completely meet his gaze as she scattered her things in neat disarray and began to gently clean his wounds as he had once done for her.