We should probably backdate this to June 9 or so, I think.
Be it good or bad, for better or for worse, she knew such peace could not last. She had been there for a while- for how long, she did not know, for calculations of time always escaped her when she was watching the stars- before the sound of a large creature moving through the undergrowth reached her ears. She could hear something getting closer, but was unable to determine who it might be. It could be a coyote, a cougar, or wolf for all she knew. She pushed herself up off her back, sliding her body back with her arms. She brought her legs down so they dangled over the edge of the rock and waited.
It did not take long; within a few moments, the creature had moved close enough for her to determine its specie. A wolf in its Optime form. He was badly wounded, too, for he seemed to be moving with great difficulty. She remained still, wondering who it might be until he spoke. She nodded in reply, a little relieved that it was Lubomir and a little worried. He had sustained heavy injuries from the fight and she was genuinely worried for his health. She knew nothing about healing or medicine- only that Echinacea boosted one's immune system. Aside from that one small bit of information, she was relatively useless.
"Good evening to you, too, Lubomir. Shouldn't you be resting? You'll never recover if you push yourself like this," she replied with a small frown.