Broken Antler Fen Welcome To Hell, My Dear

Sebastian was happy when Aviana arrived. She could be his backup for his judgement of Ambrosia's illness. The grey male let out a long sigh. "I don't know," he spoke with a light frown, clearly very worried. "Ambrosia seemed to have this for two months and it is getting worse, she has random muscle contractions and can't really talk, or formulate words," he explained to Aviana. "I already established that it is not poison," he added.

The alpha looked worried, and when Ambrosia asked him if she was going to die. "Oh Ambrosia. I don't know. I don't know what this is. I've never seen it before," he admitted to her. He didn't want to lie to her. The alpha was worried though that they would loose another adult that could help provide for the pack. "Do you know anything?," he asked Aviana, maybe she would know.