Bearclaw Valley and that was my fault, to not know how far down the hole i had fallen

Blondine watched Indra drink from the stream with a soft gaze of admiration. If enough of her spirit remained to persuade her toward the water then there was hope. Betcha I do, Blondine taunted, gently poking Indra's shoulder with an extended paw. She lifted herself to get another glance at the nasty wound on Indra's backside, then sucked in a sharp stream of air.

The first thing is keepin' it clean and trying to avoid an infection. That could get pretty nasty if it gets out of control so we're not gonna let that happen, right? It was what she'd said to her cousins when they fell and scratched themselves up with stickies. I come empty-handed today, but I can come back once I've got some stuff to help.