Cara had never come across a sickness like such. Her mother had fallen victim of illness when she was just a little pup, but the disease that took her was nothing like Jinx's. The pale yearling was a complete ignorant of such things, she had believed Jinx when she had said it was just a nasty spider bite what caused her twitchiness and excessive drooling.
Though she had to admit, her worry had increased over the past few days. Not even Lecter seemed to have the situation under control. Jinx was beginning to frighten her a bit to be honest. She wished she'd get better, but never for her to die.
The yearling's mouth gaped open as he sputtered the last word. Die. Why was he saying that? The naive wolfess pricked her ears in disbelief. "Die? I-Is she that bad?", she asked with an unusual tinge of worry in her voice. No. Who'd take over? No. No. The queen couldn't die!
