Emberwood But we open our eyes 'cause we're told that we must

Sarah had not felt well lately. Overwhelming sadness and depression were not unfamiliar faces among the demons that haunted her mind, but the exhaustion and general lack of will to move were new. They did not feel natural, her mind resisted, as if some outside force was making her go down this road. Ibis's accident that had left the girl in a near-death state had not helped either, but the grizzled she-wolf knew that this was not the only reason, why she was feeling so bad. 

She heard Kavik's call to the meeting and almost did not go. What could he possibly say to improve anything about her condition and the state of affairs in general? Still, out of sense of duty, she dragged herself out of the den she had occupied for the past few days and walked slowly to the meeting place. A wave of nausea over-came her, but she fought against it, and, when she had finally reached the small assemblage of wolves, she took a place in the outer circle. Close enough to listen and hear everything, but just far enough to leave, in case she began to feel worse.