Misha nodded hesitantly as she watched Tyr head for Valhallan borders. She gave a sigh of relief as it was finally over, the dizzying shaking and rocking from the earth below. Misha attempted to keep her balance on three paws. The orangey red brown and white female feeling a sharp, tensing based pain in the bone of her left paw. She held back a stiffled whine, blinking away her tears. The pain was completely unbearable. Misha shook her head in anticipation and began to get up, determined to get to the healer before Tyr brought one back. What if the earth began shaking and rocking again? She began to limp her way towards Valhallan borders, tucking her paw against her chest.
