Emberwood a partial list of things currently inside you: blood, skull, ghost

"Get up," he repeated with a stronger, harsher edge. "That dog's on your blood and he'll be here chewing your asshole and eating your face if you don't find your feet." On cue, the ki-yi of a second coyote lifted to join the first.

He watched as she struggled to take command of her faculties and her limbs. If he cared for her plight and had any sympathy for her at all, it was not readable from the stony expression he wore. Once she was standing, he grunted. "There you go."

He waited, green eyes roaming across her young body.