Rough Indestructible Surface

By the time Relm made it to the island she was a lot more sturdy on her paws and in better physical condition than she had been just a short while ago. She was still sore from getting roughed around, but she had seemingly walked it off at least until she would go lay down for the night somewhere. The wounds to her scruff and neck were much more bothersome or at least to her.

She ventured inland towards the lake under the moon and then towards the caves Alastor was staying in with his family. She stayed outside for what felt like forever because she didn't want to wake or bother him. She had never had injuries bad like this before so finding a healer was never on her mind while she was a full loner. Finally she let out a gentle and quiet whine for him before speaking his name, "Alastor?" and waited while biting her lip almost ready to run in the other direction if he didn't come very soon.

"Relm"