Totoka River Diving in the deep,

The kraken was tired. She did not know the ways of healing, and did not know how her wounds faired. Skin had been ripped, and unattended for the remaining few days, it was most likely to leave a lasting scar of his teeth. Though she accepted it, letting it remain as a reminder for her dear revenge.

The seafang would return to her coast.

However she needed to rest, and perhaps know what is facing. It was not smart to simply crawl back with an injury, and without knowledge of his back-up. He was a pack wolf, but how many, and where, was a mystery for Umbra. At least while thinking so, the rest of her injuries seemed to be healing. Except for her shoulder..

She needed a medic. She needed shelter. Glowing eyes stared at the overflowing river with a fustrated sigh- there was no safe place within these wilds.