A clump clump clump sound was heard as a figure made their way over to the sobbing girl. Tabitha was wearing a cast on her leg and using a pair of home-made crutches awkwardly. Her face was a mess of fading bruises and healing cuts. Coming up to Doreen, Tabitha grimaced as she worked to take a seat next to her. Her ribs were super sore, and it hurt to move around.
"H-Hey Fuzz-butt." She took a breath and gave a shadow of her usual smirk. "You ok?" She placed a hand on Doreen's shoulder to comfort her.