Keep Rollin' Rollin' Rollin'

"Traitor," she snarled low as Roan told on her as though they were children. Of course Sirius would get his fur in a bunch at hearing that she was injured. It wasn't even a terrible injury. It was something that she could realistically deal with until they arrived at their destination. Then she would take it easy.

Sirius told her to show him and Iolaire snorted. "I'm fine. There are more important things than a scratched paw." Her pelt was still bristled and she refused to even look at Roan again. This was a slight that she wouldn't forget any time soon. He had betrayed her. She should let him bump around without pain relief for the rest of the journey in payment, but it wasn't in her nature to let him suffer. The bastard was lucky. She would still see to his wounds, but he would have a lot of making up to do to get on her good side again,