Redhawk Caldera rough gem

Truthfully, Fox didn't stop to think about how horrible it would be from Peregrine's perspective. She did not envy his job, though, and she grunted and whined as he cleaned away the... well, whatever it was that was festering in her eye. She didn't dare try to open it, for fear that her eyeball would ooze out in the process. She wasn't even sure if there was an eyeball left to ooze out. Time would have to tell on that one.

"Ugh," was her only reply to the vomit now at (and on) their feet. "I want to see the kids." As much as she could see them, with her one good eye. "Are they okay? None of them are hurt, are they?"

Fox was still in a great deal of pain, but being back home felt like the only cure she could ask for. Her stomach growled, but she ignored it. It hadn't yet dawned on her that there might not be plenty of food for Peregrine to bring her.