The Chieftess climbs on shore from a large pond she feel into after facing off against The Killer, she was covered in cuts and bruises, blood dripping out of her mouth and nose, she then laid on her back "Hah...ha ahhh!" The Chieftess huffed, air squeaking out of her throat as a smile appears on her snout and she laughs, she was alive, she was hurt, but she'll get up to fight again, tears roll down her cheeks, she'll get to see the creatures she met while on this journey, and she'll be able to track The Killer again, but kill him next time. The Chieftess lays her head back on the rooks, thankful that she's able to feel how uncomfortable they are, she looks up at the dark sky, thankful that she can still see, she closes her eyes, and is thankful that her skin could feel the wet sand and the cool breeze