The Sentinels another day, another door

Wrap up and have a new one?

Eilidh stored that bit of information away with a nod, furrowing her brow while she thought about what might be wrong with him. She had very little experience with things like this, but she was determined to help him feel better. "How's your appetite? The same?" Whatever was going on with him, she wanted to find out and help him, because having Dante sick wasn't good for him or the pack. He was family, no matter what, and she didn't like seeing him feeling so poorly. 

He agreed, rather reluctantly, that she could tell her mother about his illness. She looked at him askance, wondering if she should keep this information close to the vest for a while. "I'll make you a deal, Dante. I'll try to figure this out on my own first. But if I can't, then I'll go to my Mamma." She hoped that he would agree to that. "Deal?"