Blacktail Deer Plateau i bring trouble, i'm sorry, don't hurt me

Grayday was rather chuffed - he'd just caught his first solo kill since losing his eye. It felt good to have the hot weight of the rabbit held between his jaws after so many weeks of receiving lukewarm meals from Catori and the others. It wasn't much, but it was enough to make him believe he could get back to hunting once more with enough practice.

He stopped by the nearest dwellingplace to brag, wondering if Sorrel and Kieran would like to share it with him. When he arrived at their sleeping place, however, all thoughts of food fled his mind. Kieran was absent, and Sorrel smelled strongly of wet lungs and puppy cough.

"Oh, honey," said Grayday, dropping the rabbit and padding close enough to nuzzle the girl's cheek. "You're dog sick, girl. How'd you manage that?"