her run in with Ahren had left her sore and bruised, and another rib broken. She was dragging her sorry tail home now to sulk, bandage herself and heal. The strap of her pack had broken in Esper Hollow, and she'd left it there. There hadn't been anything important in here anyways. A scent came to her on the rain laden breeze and she looked up, studying the borders. And then there was the stranger.
She approached, the scent of blood heavy in her nostrils. her blood. The rain had cleaned most of it away, but her white pelt still held the scent, and was stained pink in some places. "Hello there?" She spoke into the rain. She stood tall, though iht this moment she was slouching with the pain of her re-broken rib. Ahren had done a number on her once again.
She moved closer, wanting to see the stranger better.
