Dragoncrest Cliffs a man that's down to fight.

miraculously, sobeille had rounded the corner. by late evening yesterday, her fever had broken. she slept soundly, and by midmorning the fever's remnants were in streaming tatters, her body rested enough that while aching, she no longer felt that the slightest movement might rupture her stomach.

she stretched gingerly, testing out the new range of motion her recovery afforded. perhaps she owed her maman an enormous debt -- her tender ministrations had seen to it that her daughter continued walking among the living.

as sobeille moved, something sharp nudged at her hip. standing up slowly, sobeille realized that among the bed of peltskins and unfortunate spews of bile, sat a strange ball. stonelike, but not stone, its surface was smooth and roughly concentric -- its surface interrupted by a jagged tooth.

she peered at the finding with a frown, turning it over in her paws while she marveled the sudden clearing of her head.

it is good to see you up, sobeille. val placed the gathering of pika at his feet, studying the worn features of mireille’s daughter.

a nervousness clenched around his heart, but val beat it away with a sunny smile. how are you feeling?

Sobeille was sick. Naturally, Shadess came to stare at her and wondered if she was going to die or not, similar to the way she acted with @Lucette. 

She padded with a plucky trot, head and tail high, as she came stomping towards the den that Sobeille had been resting up in. Val was here, who she regarded with a quite obvious fake smile and turn of her muzzle as she cast her attention on her elder sister. 

Iwa not eat you yet? After all, they ate babies and right now Sobeille was a weak and easy snack.

den visitors? in her current state? sobeille gave them both a simmering glower in disapproval.

im fine, thanks. she said dismissively to val, ignoring his offering of the pika. her attention shifted to shadess in laser focus. dey not be eatin’ adults. ‘sides, dey wouldn’t want what i got.

sobeille shifted onto her belly as if preparing to rise. though she tried hard not to think of it, she thought of the grey she-wolf that attacked her outside of the bypass, and etienne’s grim knowledge of her condition. i just ate some’ting funny, is all. she hoped.

Might be contagious anyway. Shadess murmurs under her breath as she is corrected and she couldnt help but continue to poke the bear - or, poke the sea snake. 

Oh. Well, that's good then. While she sounded so nonchalant, Shadess was actually happy in knowing that it wouldn't last. At least, when Shadess ate some things she shouldn't it those early stages, usually throwing up and then sleeping away in the den for a day or two did the trick. Shadess was better with not wanting to put everything she saw in her mouth now. 

Maman said dere is lots of food in de waters. Some looks gross but is good. Some looks good but is very bad. So surely, she just got confused which was which.

val pulled the pika aside, falling silent as the two daughters began to converse among themselves. he decided he’d bring the pika to pepper later, now that he’d checked on sobeille and knew she would be okay.

shadess began documenting the sundry meals the sea provided. that’s right, shadess. val encouraged with a soft smile: if they pass the sniff test, it’s good food, yeah? he shared a glance with sobeille before standing. you two have fun now - give me a call if you need anything.

mmnh. the only utterance acknowledging val before he left. she didn’t feel like socializing, so turned her gaze to shadess. the shade of her goldcoin eye was slightly warmer, but booked no quarter.

i’m goin’ to nap. she fanned a paw towards the fading back of val. mebbe go torment him for me ya?

too weary to do much else, sobeille curled her tail to her nose and tried — miserably — to sleep.