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"Sore," he reported, which made Meerkat want to pull him into a hug. That was probably counter-intuitive though. Just like when she'd been comforting Toad in those final moments of her life, one of her forepaws snaked forward to grasp at his nearer one, soon joined by the other, so she held onto it. Hopefully that would provide some comfort without adding to his aches and pains.

And hopefully it would help as she broke the bad news to him. It didn't feel appropriate to tell him while he was so woozy, though she owed him an answer to his question and she could explain it at all at once. "Bronco," she began, squeezing his paw gently, "I didn't come here for fun. Hydra sent me here because... b-because..." Meerkat paused to take a bracing breath. "A bear attacked the glen. Toad and Desdemona were killed." As the words shook loose from her, she moved forward to press her snout against Bronco's scruff, trying very hard not to start crying again.

...and failing. Although the roar hadn't sounded again, the stress of their present situation coupled with the all too fresh memories of their comrades' deaths—not to mention how horrible Bronco must be feeling now too—sent her into a paroxysm. All she could do was try to keep it down by muffling it against her brother's ruff.