Blackfeather Woods I'm starting to notice a sound

The prince stood there, wanting, strangely, to comfort Zephyr despite the psychosis he seemed to have fallen into. Taikon feared getting too close and risking a bite from someone influenced by the tree. Normally, he would do anything it took even for someone who had shit on him, but right now Takiyok was still recovering. She needed him to be healthy. He needed to be able to hunt and help to support her and Taktuq, else they would end up in the same situation that Taki had been two years ago.
Zephyr's eyes looked wide, but not quite frantic, almost in awe. Taikon furrowed his brow, lifting one of his paws, unsure. Confusion gripped him. He shook his head at the observation. I'm not burning, he said calmly, hoping that the reality he presented would somehow cure the stoney boy of what ailed him. He still felt angry. He had nowhere to direct it; the result was his spine the fur at the base of his tail flew up. His body prepared him for battle, but when no such thing happened, he began to shake slightly.