texasranger commented on blueridgemod's post in blueridgeschool:

Though she had implied that Mackenzie was being silly for worrying, Hunter did keep her eyes alert for any familiar heads or faces, including both of the Donnelly sisters. There was no sight of them that she could gather, which she guessed was a good thing. Maybe she was right and their father had dragged them all to safety to pray or something. That was better than being out in the chaos surrounding her and Mack right then.

Hunter worked with a rare unbroken concentration, determined to get every up that she could help. She didn't know much more about first aid than Mack, just the few things they had learned over the years and in their auror training, but it certainly was no medi-witch stuff. But she did what she could, and she was pleased to see other people helping out as well. Slowly but surely, people were beginning to get cleared out and even the flame from the exploding vehicles seemed to be coming under control.

When Mack called out to her, the taller blonde had just been straightening out and wiping some blood off of her palms and onto the front of her shorts. Stains could be washed, it was no big. Turning her head in the other girl's direction, her threw her arms up into the air. "It's all gravy! How 'bout you?"