Swiftcurrent Creek Insidious disaster

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The only illumination came from the moonlight, but it was enough to take him in. He drank, and Fox let out a sigh. She had worried, somewhere in the back of her mind, that he would be unable to drink. That it had all been for naught. But he drank… and drank… and drank. Fox was not sure if he would ever stop, but eventually, he did.

Her selfish desires were only confirmed by his statement, and she stepped to him, once more ignoring any signs of hostility he might give off. She lapped at his forehead, her tongue tasting the water that had clung to him. "You're back, she stated simply. That was enough for her.