Do you believe in Ice or Fire

She looked Dalila in the eyes and got her agreement to keep this quiet. She trusted the older woman. There was something about her that shouted trustworthy, though she couldn't put a paw on what exactly. Her father wasn't getting this one, Kitsune would make sure of it. There was no subtle line, no small breaking she couldn't pin down on when exactly she had stopped trusted her father. It was one big snap that happened all at once, and had put a mullish streak into a wolf that was already prone to trouble.

Her friend helped her pull the injured man into a little cloister of trees. By 'helped', really, Kit means she did it all herself. The one month old pup couldn't have pulled Iho an inch. "Of course, Dalila, thanks again for your help" She said politely, flashing her a quick, distracted smile. Already she was mulling over her newest problem.

She saw the healer off, and then turned back to Iho. She realised he was awake, and beamed a smile at him. "Your not going to vomit on me again, are you?" She asked as she trotted closer. Turning around, she leaned back into his side, and looked up at the shade of trees. She really was going to have to go home soon if she didn't want her parents to come looking for her.