Fix me up doc

She was always behind Sibelle, like a growth that could not be removed. She had grown fond of her kind master, glad that it was her who had found her on that fateful day. So when Sibelle left her den for the healer, she trailed behind her as always. She watched her russet tail sway as she limped, that toe still bothering her. Ekko let out a soft whine, trotting up and softly nuzzling her shoulder as they walked. A rare thing, for her to be walking beside the female. But as of late Sibelle seemed to be effected by way more than just her injuries, and she didn't know what it was. That rage bubbled up in her lady once more, causing Ekko's pale eyes to quickly look up at her. What could be bothering her this much? She knew that she was upset about losing her pack, but the small dame had a feeling that she would soon go back for it.

With a soft huff she cast her gaze downwards, watching her rusty paws kick at the grass as they walked on. Where was that healer? She hated seeing Sibelle like this, and would rather have her back up to her full health. Maybe then she would know what was pestering her.