King Elk Forest Ungrateful

As he spoke, her frightened face paled. What she wouldn't give to be back on the plateau! To be safe, to have Phox -- for him to be safe too, but -- I can't Phox, I can't, he's... something crashed in the woods, a branch losing structural integrity or perhaps just the load of snow it held on high, maybe something bigger and more volatile, and she hesitated to continue. Camilla's voice died with a small eep, and she ducked among the ferns. After a long pause filled with pivoting ears and panic, she looked to Phox again and explained, He'll hurt you. He'll kill me an' hurt you, I can't.