Don't you notice how I get quiet

Marrow

Marrow's heart beat rapidly, the blood pounding in her ears to the point that it was all she could hear. She weaved her way through the woods, only slowing when she was fairly certain the bear was no longer following after them. Panting, she came to a stop, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as she tried to catch her breath. How many predator encounters had she had now? Far too many. Marrow was beginning to understand why the wolves of these lands had such a fierce reputation. The had to be fierce to stand against the equally aggressive predators of these lands.

"Okay?"

She turned to Redrum and nodded. "Yea, okay enough. How about you? Your shoulder looks rough." Unfortunately Marrow had no healing knowledge. Her only guess was to just throw some plants in it and hope for the best. Before she could say more her stomach growled, a gurgling awful sound. "Don't suppose you're still up for a hunt? We could always try fishing in the creek that runs through here."