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Thankfully, Grayday did remember to grab the rabbit, and thus, was silent as he and Pema guided Dawn to the den. Although he didn't like the idea of his poor, sick girl being under the earth and without the stars to look up at, he didn't feel right questioning Pema on this, and possibly shaking her resolve. He'd begun to see her as a bit delicate since Heartha's death, though this would surely pass as he got to know her a better.

When they got Dawn settled, Grayday darted away to cache the rabbit, not wanting to have to worry about it later on. He was back in less than a minute, but still felt anxious until he laid eyes on his hurt daughter once more. "How're your ribs feeling, baby?" he asked, hoping his voice sounded calmer to her than it did to himself. "Are you having trouble breathing?"