Pip watched the warm chocolate form of her new friend disappear out of sight while she waited at the pack borders. She'd had several reasons she had hoped the male would stay, but understood why it was best he didn't. The likely misunderstanding was the most important, but selfishly, the yearling had hoped to have some kind of buffer from her packmates upon discovery of her wound. Only a member for a few days and already, she was becoming more trouble than she was worth.
She waited with head low in shame and tail tucked as it had been when first she was introduced to her new Alphas. Too afraid to lay down as there was the distinct possibility that she wouldn't be able to readily stand again without a great deal of assistance, Pip balanced on three legs and fixed her gaze on the beaver. The deep puncture wounds on either side of its spine were far more impressive than the ones she'd left in the creature's neck. It really was a shame @Kjell hadn't the mind to join a pack. No doubt Grizzly Hollow would have appreciated his skills with hunting.
The yearling straightened when she heard approaching pawsteps and gave a squeak of warning to help her packmate find her before her posture returned to submissive and anxious. Spotting her Alpha, she sank even lower despite how it painfully stretched the torn skin of her left hind limb. Without anyone to explain the situation, he - and his nose - would likely need to make most of the inferences of what had happened.