Blacktail Deer Plateau Bangarang

Pura followed the conversation with furrowed brows, but eventually deduced that Peregrine was unwell, not lazy. The pup's face brightened suddenly, and he opened his mouth to respond - a little gasp escaped, and he promptly shut it again. This went on for a few seconds, attempt after attempt, until "S-s-ick!" flew out of his mouth. "Yoooou sick!"

Kisu dropped to the ground, tried from the day's activities, but his son toddled off into a nearby bush as if he had just as much energy now as when the pair had woken up that morning. Some chewing, spitting, and deforestation later, the ash-grey pup appeared at Peregrine's side again, cheeks puffy and eyes eager. "....!" he explained, and promptly stooped to dribble a glistened, dark green paste onto Peregrine's good leg.