the bigger the love the harder the fall and I'm falling through the floor

Barely hanging on to the edge of consciousness she doesn't mind leaning on Dread as he directs her towards the bed... until she remembers what covers her. Her right side burns, the gross ooze from the worm still matted in her fur and she dug her paws into the floor, leaning back ever so slightly, "Wash first, saltwaters good fer wounds or somethin..." She doesn't exactly sound convincing, but manages to find her feet for long enough to stumble back towards the door. She really should have stopped before making it this far but with all that had happened being a little too much to absorb, she had only thought to get back and make sure the rest of the pack were still okay. Really, what if the kids walked in and saw her like this?

"speech"