Blackfeather Woods plating

wiry and fineboned and angular. tavina stared at the gaunt figure and then blinked crisply. "have you seen a creature like me?" she asked. "he has a black coat and a bad leg. i am looking for him so i can continue his healing."

it occurred to her that in the face of starvation and possibly even injury, she might be compelled to call off her search from the time being and tend this one.

it was the healing streak within her. she cleared her throat and gestured for the dog to answer.