Redsand Canyon Gotta Raise A Little Hell

Nyra watched Arlette freeze a bit at the mentioning of the cougar, and the recognition in the Medic's face at the wounds she now bore that would become scars once healed fully. 
The Medic told her tale, one the Grandmaster wasn't certain she'd heard before. The tale of her first mate and first kids being taken at the claws of a mountain cat. 
The hurt, Nyra could see and hear it in Arlette as the medic spoke. 

Back to cleaning her reckless Alpha up, Nyra mulled over Arlette's words. Would Rivenwood remember Nyra's act of selflessness? The alpha doubted it in her heart. 
But in this moment in time, it mattered little. 
Distantly, Nyra recalled Dove and the healing oasis the ex-priestess had set up. But with the tossing around of moving location again...
It would be worth it, at least briefly. 

"I just remembered...Our first medic, Dove, had set up some sort of medical oasis before we moved territory the first time. I wonder if it's still there. You could use it, now that she's gone." The Grandmaster suggested softly, looking back to Arlette's face to see her response.