now that i am coming down; won't you be my solid ground?

Sway was concerned not only by the male's wounded shoulder (however small the cut was), and the fact that the male had looked a little on edge when she had peered down at him. Of course it doesn't take him long to fix his pose so it didn't look as if he would launch himself at her in the next moment, and that was comforting to her. Even as an accident he could have pounced at her, thinking she was some sort of prey creature. Like the goat that had fled minutes before. That was probably what he had been expecting; food to hunt down. Sway felt a little more abashed that she hadn't tried to catch the goat now.

Not that she could do too much about it now, that goat was long gone at this point. Maybe she could help him hunt down a different goat, though? It was a possiblity, she figured. If he wasn't too sore from how he'd gotten cut at the shoulder, of course. Sway felt even better when a smile greeted her from the face of the other wolf, and she smiled back, still showing some signs of concern over his shoulder. The wolf had tried to look at the wound as well, but it looked as if he was having some difficulty doing so. The shrug and wince said enough to her; probably not too bad, but enough to feel it there with movement.

The mountain region was quite a thing to get used to when one was more used to flatter areas and small valleys opposed to a steeper uphill climb. Sway had found it daunting at first, but then she did what she could to blend in and adapt to the thinner air and the uneven surfaces. She was happy here, glad that this was her home, that she had been given the chance to be a part of all this, to try to be something more than she had been. Something more than she had thought she could be for the past years of harboring the injury's consequences. Living with never knowing when things would just blank out was horrible.

Her ears curved forward when he spoke, telling her that he thought the cut would be fine. She nods to this, more at ease with his assurity over the matter. Then he was asking about the nearest stream in which to clean up the wounded area. "Yes, I can show you where it is if you'd like." She responded with a smile, nodding. A question of a goat, and she laughed softly. "No, I hadn't been able to catch it. The thing surprised me, actually." She replied with a subtle shrug of shoulders. "But I would help you hunt another one if you don't mind it." She offered gently, wondering if he would be up for that or not.