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She was awake yet threw the loud noises of people coming to her aid. Though thoroughly exhausted from all of her activity's just the day before. 

A new spark of pain had jolted the woman back to the real world as one of her aids poured something over her hands. With an animals whimper she reeled her arms into her chest, uncaring of their state of uncleanlyness. Disparting from the two farther into the tavern at the scare. Examining her situation to find, well not so much find but she was looking for a place to retreat and tend her wounds. An empty table made a shelter well enough. 

From her quick observation only one other was in the tavern versus the two girls at the door. A man demanding something to a bartender. She couldn't make out. 

It was humans who could come to her aid, but sometimes they don't do much good, at least in her point of view. 

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'Is this not the same place where that big wolf was? ' she pondered, maybe she could find out what had happened to it, as for her the thing had just disappeared a strange man taking its place. Was that man a friend now? After the many moons she hadnt seen him in. For in her regulsr life losing animal friends was as easy as not making her presense known everyday.  Werewolves/lucans are a thing completely unheard of by her. Along with many other fantasticical creatures that could appear in a magical tavern. 

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