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Phox was no medic, but he had seen a bee sting before. And he was pretty sure Alyx would be in a lot more pain if her leg was broken. He stepped in even closer, eyeballing his daughter's hip and sniffing at it. He caught a glimpse of the insect carcass on the ground, and he pulled back. He couldn't remember if they were sharp even when they were dead. Pretty sure I found the culprit, he muttered, pawing gingerly at the dead bee so he could sweep it out of the den.

She'll be fine, but she'll probably be a little sore for the day. Phox returned his attention to the little injured nugget, pressing a tongue to her head to hopefully soothe her a bit more.