Down the Rabbit Hole

As the woman whirled to face him with fangs barred he returned the favor, hackles lacing down his back, ears pinning to his head as his tail streamed out high behind him in a show of dominance.  Baldur knew better than the let his guard drop but as she dropped her defenses and hunkered down submissively he slowly let his own defenses fall but he still eyed her warily.  She was a stranger after all.  As the woman started to stagger towards him he took a few steps back all to aware that his lover was standing right next to him and he certainly didn't want to offend Linneá.

She spoke saying she'd fallen from the ledge… shit…  he hoped it wasn't broken.  Fool of a girl.  How on earth had she managed to fall down here?  "Well…. I'm no healer but there's a pack nearby that might be able to help you for a price."  Baldur moved slowly, trying not to startle her as he came to stand on her left side.  "Here lean on me, we can head back the way I came in, it might be easier on you."