I am the Forest!

[Lilah]

What could she say?
Her immediate defensive mechanism was to smile. Actually, almost her every reaction to something was to smile and this was no exception.
"Uh...," her emerald eyes blinked several times as Rouch spoke down to her in a concerned tone and for the first time she actually began to worry herself. Her side was on fire but she'd just assumed this had been from the initial kick from the stag. A hell of a bruise was going to be the smallest outcome from this injury.

"Perhaps... a rib is broken?" she asked more to herself than to Rouch, but she didn't want that to happen. She'd heard horror stories about wolves not lasting more than a few days after breaking such a vital part of their body.
But it was getting harder to breathe and the pain was starting to cloud her thoughts, a small panic setting in before being shoved away once again.

Her eyes closed and she raised her head to nose gently at Rouch's forepaw near her face.
"I will rest... everything will be fine," she smiled once more and rested her head back to the ground, nodding to Whings with another smile as he too lay down to rest. He would be a valuable member to their pack of Aryia. Eyes flickered shut again with a weak grunt.
"Perhaps you should call the pack to this feast Rouch...," she murmured quietly, thoughts returning to the large kill they had made.

[Taz]

Whings sadly watched Lilah as he shifted himself to a comfortable position of laying on his unhurt side. Rouch was right - she didn't appear to be in very good shape. He tilted his head as she smiled. She was just like him, in that sense ; quick to offer a cheerful smile in the worst of situations.

His nose scrunched angrily at the stag when she offered her suggestion. He looked up at Rouch, expecting to see a similar expression, then back at Lilah. He saw the slightest, quickest bit of fear in her before she raised her head. It was sad, and he wanted to help. But the grey wolf knew he couldn't - at least right now. His injuries would likely heal quicker than hers, if it was in fact broken. When he was feeling better, he would be quick to help her.

He liked the idea of everyone coming to eat - he wanted to meet the rest of the pack, especially alphas. Although he knew he'd be nervous around them, he wanted to meet his new masters. He'd actually never met an alpha.

[Rouch]

"Perhaps." He responded in a far off voice, the voice he used most often when thinking. If Lilah's rib was indeed broken he'd need to find a healer, and she'd need to rest. The former was easy, but the later was not going to happen. No - they'd have to tie her to the ground before she would rest willingly, perhaps if they instilled her with gentle fear? No, that would only increase panic in the pack where panic was already running amuck. The Alpha's were incredibly busy, and to hear that the Delta had been injured would do no good to anyone. Coming out of his thought coma he gaze from Lilah to Whings in the same fashion he had before, yes a calling the pack to feast would do wonders for some of the new members. Vette had recently returned from the Bloodback lands as well, perhaps a miracle in itself.

"Yes, I think I will."

(For the pack meeting I'll start a new thread :3)