Firestarter

The scuff of paws on stone drew the woman's attention. Part of her quarry came into  view. She wondered if Luce might be close behind. The collie graced her with a smile and she didn't hold back her own, eyes crinkling in the corners. "Hello, Bourbon." Her own tail swished slowly back and forth behind her. He asked if she was waiting for someone and the little healer nodded. "I am indeed. A few someone's. Since one of them is right here, I only have a few left to wait for."

Forelegs slid outward, bringing the woman to lay upon her stomach. Those forelegs then crossed in a ladylike manner. Ears flicked forward as she spoke. "I came to see how you were doing. I also came to check on Deathbelle and the well being of everyone else." Head tilted slightly. "So, how are you doing? You seem... chipper." Not that he didn't always seem chipper, but there was a pep in his step. He seemed to be holding himself differently.

The collie at least seemed to be doing well. She hoped that the same could be said of Deathbelle and Hannibal. Their scent was weak here so she imagined that she might not see them today. Both good and bad, that. She wouldn't be able to check on them, but she imagined they would be out somewhere together if both of their scents had faded.