Getting her own bearings again was feeling more and more unpleasant. There was a sinking feeling of being stuck, of feeling out the boundaries of this place that made her feel sick to her stomach. Out one cage and into another, the size hardly mattered at this point.

She hadn't been walking long before she saw Elissa. It was the dog, really that caught her eye. People walking about were common enough, dogs running about were also common. Mabari? Much less so. It was enough reason to look at the one walking with the mabari more carefully, and to speak up once she saw the dirt and blood.

"Are you hurt?" She asked while tapping her staff softly on the ground to get her attention.