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He leant on her, which added some weight to the girl, but nothing the growing Dawn couldn't handle. she moved alongside her father, waiting for him to speak with bated breath. his answer came clipped and quick, one that had her ears flick back uncertainly. she knew about the hazards snakes possessed, but nothing beyond "snakes are bad" and "bites are sometimes really bad". She was at a loss of what to do, lacking the knowledge to help much beyond offering her presence and strength. 

he added another couple clipped words, and her gaze narrowed in anger. Sunny left? Da had been bitten by a Snake and Sunny had just left?  a hiss of displeasure slipped between her maw, and she had an idea of just what she would say to him when he returned. little did she know, however, that he had left for good. her father sunk to the earth as they neared shade, and she moved to stand near him, feeling angered and concerned for her father. "tell me what to do." she said, watching him, voice firm. she spoke again, yet this time her words wavered. "what should I do, Da?" he put on a good show of stoicism, yet it did not escape her that her Da was in pain, which was not acceptable to her.