Swiftcurrent Creek false twilight

For @Scimitar.

After surviving what Fox thought may be the apocalypse, she had parted with Danica and Bazi. The wound across her chest was only a day or two old, and while it wasn't hurting her terribly, there were times when it itched and burned like none other. Not only that, but it remained a difficult spot to reach simply because she had to bend her neck at an awkward angle to soothe it with her own tongue. If Haunter had been here, or if Tuwawi had not just given birth to four babes, she would have asked either of them. It had occurred to her to seek out Bazi, but she couldn't be bothered to put in the effort to do so.

So instead, Fox had lain by the creek, the true twilight now twinkling around her. It was there that she attempted to lick her wounds, starting with the easiest ones around her legs. Eventually, she would work her way to the one on her chest, but that would be the last.