Katja stilled as the wolf spoke her name, and she darted a glance at the wolf. Ballad Destruction? The last name matched that of the leaders of Ludicael and Abaven, the first seemed to match the naming conventions they used. Granted her common tongue was still not the best it could be, but she was pretty sure this wolf was related to them in some way. Hm. She would have to bring news of this to them as soon as possible.
The arrival of Callisto and Maximous took her attention for a moment. The older healer gave the injured wolf something to eat and spoke of Callisto lifting the paw. She shifted to give the healers room to work, but as she did the leg beneath her paws went limp. A flood of German curses poured from her jaws as she checked, but the girl's chest still rose and fell with her breathing. Alive, just unconscious. Her ploy to keep the girl from falling into shock or succumbing to bloodloss by talking to her and keeping her calm had failed, it seemed, but at least now the healers could work on her unhindered.
