Giggle listened to what had to be said, and then shook herself, considering.
The eel seemed tired, certainly--needed to rest a little more, perhaps. And she, for her part, wanted a more detailed consultation with the bones.
"You know where to find me. Rest. If you need me, let me know," she told them, and with another shake of her spore-laden pelt, she turned and loped back off the way she'd just come.
rain stock: D Sharon Pruitt wiki commons; hyena Benjamin Hollis on flickr
exiting due to inactivity