Phoenix Maplewood don’t get me wrong

suddenly, she was cold again and instinctively searching for warmth. ying slowly worked her way upright, becoming used to the pain radiating from her forelimb. could she walk? she took a few steps forward, then practiced turning, to ensure that she would be ready to move again. 

the events were still foggy. ying couldn't discern what exactly had happened, but she knew that she'd been hurt and hurt someone else in turn. traces of his scent lingered near the water's edge. she sniffed around, focusing primarily on the dried droplets of blood, then turned to begin the search.

why was she looking for him? he'd been there when it happened, so surely he knew something. his scent was weak for some time; she limped into a nearby woodland where his presence was more apparent, and sounded several yips to get his attention.

@Astaroth