Yuri groans and swipes at the nearest bush with his injured paw. It doesn't help in the slightest.

This isn't fair! he objects, giving her a dirty look. He turns and sniffs the air, tilting his head to eyeball the moon. I'm going, he decides, finally lucid enough not to be completely obsessed with the thought of catching Daine -- but not so clearheaded as to remember that he really should be lying low right now.