Blacktail Deer Plateau Well you only need the light when it's burning low

He'd hoped she was only joking around, yet it quickly became clear that something truly ailed Osprey. He felt another jolt of alarm thread through his bloodstream as he looked closely at her face. He supposed he could make out the faintest yellow tinge to the whites of her eyes. He managed to swallow the lump but now his mouth was dry.

"I'll call Blue Willow," he offered again, standing. With any other wolf, he would've just issued the call. Because it was Osprey, he hesitated and asked, "Is it all right to summon her right now or would you prefer another time? If you're feeling this sick, you need to be seen as soon as possible." There was worry tinging his tone, written into the dark planes of his face, glimmering in his blue-green eyes.