Redmire's shoulders were still aching despite having been healed, and at this point she was convinced the pain wouldn't go away. Being trapped in this rotting old den wasn't helping. They hurt WORSE with the restricted movement, and she was pretty sure the Clan wasn't having a whole lot of luck with hunting lately.
With a groan, she pushed herself up from a sitting position and scanned the area for one of the Lionhearts, one of the... less irritating ones. Seabreeze was in an open space, and so she made her way over to him.
"Hey," she greeted.
"You mind if I head out for a bit? Want to grab some food for those who need it."
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Oliver ]