Big Salmon Lake You're gonna need a bigger boat

She followed his gaze, ears fanning backward as she surveyed the obvious damage. Her amber eyes then slid back toward Luke when he mentioned receiving a beating from a tree. She winced. He looked all right, if a bit careworn, but Wildfire couldn't help but ask, "And you're okay? Like, you're not... bleeding internally or anything, are you?" If he was, would he even know? Why would she even say something so morbid?

Luke didn't seem overly affected by the question. Wildfire wondered how he could be hungry at a time like this, then remembered that she was the one with the nausea. Well, if he had an appetite, maybe that was a sign that he was in good health. In a wolf vs. tree showdown, she could not imagine how the former could get away with his life. Maybe his blue nose made him invincible.

Feeling a little delirious from all the walking in the hot sun, not to mention hunger and thirst, Wildfire sank to the ground like a puddle of lava. "Attica," she said wearily, closing her eyes. She didn't see or hear as Luke departed, tumbling into a deep and exhausted sleep.