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nah! she was praying over the herbs and then she buried them. all good. :D

my body has recovered, she confirmed with a small nod, following his questions. he had indeed saved her from a horrid fate, and she was grateful for everything he had provided. still, the locusts had come and gone, leaving emptiness and hunger for the rest of the world; hosannah had been thin before but was worse off now. at least they had not swept the lands as she arrived, or she would never have survived her wounds.

to show him, she did a little pirouette on the spot. the bites and tears to her hindquarters had become thin scars and her short fur had finally grown back in to place where it had been torn asunder; her tail had not grown back overnight though, and was a blunted stub that she absently wiggled. as hosannah turned again to face him, she felt a heavy sweep of vertigo and staggered, almost losing balance entirely — her paws planted and she lowered her head as if she were bowing to aaron as her new god, but truly was just experiencing such a wave of unease that her system could not handle it. once the vertigo passed (or rather the bulk of it) she squinted her eyes at the ground.

oomph, she murmured, and sank to her willow-thin haunch. i moved too quickly i suppose.