Emberwood No one's here? Good.

Grace did her best to pull her weight, but she kept stumbling and her limp got noticeably worse as they continued. Still she pushed on, though she couldn't help but wonder if she should ask the healer for herbs. She hadn't hurt this bad in her joint since learning how to hunt again, just under a year ago. Nova had taught her how to hunt on three legs, but they'd established she should go after smaller prey.... Maybe this was why? She couldn't get high enough on the deer to bite at its spine, couldn't jump, and she could feel her leg screaming in protest as she carried the doe. She worried she had hurt it again, somehow, and would lose her leg altogether.