Little of what was going to happen would put the woman?s mind at ease. She would catch movement out of the corner of her eye, head snapping around to look at the approaching figure. It was another woman, banner raised high over her rump, a friend gesture but Cirala was still cautious. She would raise her own tail some in greeting. Then the brown stranger would tumble, falling downwards before landing upon a the last few stairs and rolling downwards and coming to rest just a few feet again. Cirala would watch, frozen in horror until the woman had skidded to a halt.
Her mind would kick into gear and she would run towards the fallen woman. The stranger would grin weakly up at her and she would allow a small smile. "Are you okay?" She would ask, shifting into a calmer state. Her training was kicking in. She would move around the fallen woman pressing her nose gently against the woman?s body keeping an eye on the stranger to see if her pushing would yield any response. " Let me know if anything hurts alright?"
