Kintla Flatlands Unconditional

As much as he wanted to be there for his sister, he felt alarmed when Osprey told him she was too tired to actually go anywhere and instead sank to the ground. She had mentioned that she might not make it and she looked terrible, yet Peregrine had refused to entertain the thought that anything was seriously amiss until this very moment. He looked down at her, suddenly horrified. Was she dying? Was the pregnancy actually killing her? Feeling suddenly hollow, he sank down beside her.

"Osprey," he said in a quiet, frightened voice. "If you're too tired to hunt dragons, something's really wrong," he said, trying to smile. But the joke fell flat, as did his expression. "How much longer do you think you have? You can make it, Oss." He refused to consider the alternative, that his sister could lose her life to this unintended pregnancy. Surely she just looked this way and felt so tired because of the emotional drain on top of the physical one. The puppies couldn't actually be killing her...

"He would see the land of a ruler who's having a hard time focusing on stories," Peregrine said weakly. "If he flew over these wilds, he would see a shit load of wolves who care about you, who are worried and who hope you power through this..."