Blackfeather Woods My Insanity Is Inevitable

Staggering a little as Rowan let go to help push her to her feet and keep her upright, Nyra continued forward with the Blackfeather's aid. 
A light wheeze escaped her lips in response to his words. 

A little further. 
Just a little further...

Almost as if escaping from a forcefield, upon returning to a safe distance from the infected willow - Nyra came alive just enough that she didn't look like her soul was detaching from her body, taking in a huge gasp of air, followed by another, and another, until the deep gasps faded to be replaced with normal, steady, though somewhat shaken, breathing. 

"Thank you for helping me..." The Shieldmaiden murmured, ears flat against her skull as if she felt like she had somehow failed.