Magick

The beauty came into the land, dial hung low, harks back, showing her evident pain. She almost fell to the earth as she attempted to sit her hids killing her, as it would seem. Ribs had been shatteed, though it was something nature could heal, and she would wait it out. Her dial fell to her fores, a long sigh heaved out as her saphires gazed at the waters surface. How she wanted to just run out there and swim a bit, but she wasn't able to, not in her condition...

Napoleon

A yellow-brown wolf walks from the lake, shaking water from his coat. Napoleon, sensing something is wrong, scans the area and spots the she-wolf. He walks cautiously over to her, concerned, and asks if he can help.

Magick

The huntress's harks become erect at the slightest sound, nares inhaling deepy to find it to be a male, one whom she had not met yet. Even in her state, her hackles raised as a growl of warning was issued. "Be gone..." The only tone to be clearly made out from her growls. She didn't want botherd. Both because she was in a rather helpless state, as wel as she wasn't too keen on many lupes. Only a few she felt she could trust, those being one's she killed with...

Napoleon

The yellow-tan wolf stiffened at the she-wolf's growl. Deciding not to stay around her, he dropped the fish he was carrying before her and retreated.

Magick

The vixen glared at the brute, watching him before she became relaxed once more. Her spheres glanced to the fish, before a huff was released and she turned slowly to the other side. She was not nearly healed, but nature was doing it's stuff. It was up to her to let it work, and heal as much as it could before she went for a meal.

Napoleon

Napoleon trotted away, annoyed at the unfriendliness of everyone he meets. He decided to go back and claim the fish if it was not eaten.