Katlin carfully slid to all fours again, watching Swift carfully. He spoke and moved as if she'd attack him at any moment, like she'd gone crazy or something. She'd be offended if her anger problem didn't make it true.<br/>The very worst of her wounds were on her leg and back, driping blood down onto the ground. She didn't make any movement as he drew closer.<br/>She looked at the horse and purred quietly. Her attention went back to the wolf as he came even closer, first aid kit in hand.