Caspa turned her head involuntarily after the cougar as Swentzle called to her, but there was yet no sign of a reappearance. She listened to the rest of his story, knowing that a weaker heart might have broken at his tragic words. "There is no shame in failing to perform miracles," she said softly, wishing she could defeat pain with logic but knowing that this never worked. "They - and she - know you did all you could." He should not enter the place before them - he had faced enough danger in recent times, and she wouldn't like to say whether the building was safe enough for somebody who couldn't see... but she was not in that boat herself. "I could have a look around within and report back what she is doing," she offered, taking a step nearer and suddenly noticing with sharp eyes that it appeared another wolf had been here recently. There were a couple of paw-prints in the rubble, next to the cat's, and like hers, these tracks only went one way. In. Maybe there was another exit, though it was pretty dark inside so it would have to be a closed door if so.
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