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He immediately shared in her joy, something neither Towhee, Kiwi nor Clover had done when the news had broken initially. It meant a lot to Wildfire, who made a very undignified squealing noise before clasping her forelegs around Eljay's neck and burying her face there to muffle the noise. She was simply so joyful! She had mourned Bat twice and here she was, still alive!

He asked a couple of questions, so Wildfire loosened her grip, resumed all fours and backed up a pace to meet his eyes as she said, "She's a little banged up but mostly all right. She can't speak, presumably because the wolves who rescued her damaged her throat when they performed live-saving maneuvers on her." As she spoke, she touched her own throat lightly, though didn't mention her own damage or its very different origins. "They didn't mean to. And she's alive. That's all that matters."

But he'd asked something else, she suddenly realized. Wildfire shook her head thoughtfully. "Towhee got all of this from Bat via lipreading, then told me the story. She definitely mentioned names but I..." How could she have let slip the names of those who'd saved her daughter's life? "Well, shoot. I don't remember. Maybe I'll remember them later..." In the meantime, she felt like a bit of an ass.