Needing a little pick me up

She had been by Sibelle's side ever since they left the battle grounds, although she was unsure if the russet queen was even aware of her little body beside her. She tried to support some weight, but she was a mere ant compared to her sweet master. A soft whine left her lips as they reached the borders, she could tell that the red dame was done, after all it had taken a lot out of her. Ekko didn't know fighting well, but she knew that it was not only tough on the body, but on the soul as well. As Sibelle sloped and let out a call, and Ekko stood by her side. Ever so carefully the small dame began to lick the blood away from Sibelle's face, her tail and ears tucked in submission as always. She was very careful to not press too hard on the wounds as she cleaned away the blood.

The scarred dame knew that Sibelle was unable to speak well with her jaw injury, making another whine slip passed her maw. It was a rare thing indeed for her to speak without being spoken too, but this was a different situation. Her pale blue gaze was cast away from her broken queen, not able to look at her as she spoke out of line. "If you would like my Queen, I can speak for you and tell these wolves what happened." It was a scary thing, taking to other wolves. She would do it though, she would do everything that she could to get Sibelle back on all four paws. Ekko sat beside the lady, her gaze looking far off as her peripherals were keyed in on Sibelle
so that she could see if the dame nodded at her.