east of eden / o, joining

Morgan stepped up to the border, not even trying to hide itself from the stranger. He was clearly injured; the samoyed knew the unknown feline wouldn't be there for no reason in such rough shape.

"Need help? Tanglewood has a medic," it said, its pointed mask muffling its voice slightly. The wound on the outlander's shoulder could definitely be patched up at least in part by Nayru, so long as she and the strange cat acted fast. "Who are you?" the cream-colored dog asked next, inching closer.