Blackfeather Woods Drink me

Though Takiyok did what he asked of her, she seemed almost lost when she did so. Taikon watched the water drip from her chin and felt her face wet as she pushed back into his fur like he could just make whatever was bothering her go away. He tried his best not to feel frightened. If he was wrong, and it wasn't the tree, what then? Who would he find to help? Rowan seemed distracted and off doing his own thing. They hardly knew anyone in the pack. The Glen and neighbouring Moonspear were gone.
Okay, he answered gently. I'm here, he said, leaning into her to help assist this strange need for attention.
Takiyok had always been affectionate toward him after they had established a solid friendship. This was excessive. Smothering.
Taikon lay down, slowly, calculated. They would have to wait out whatever this madness was. He would not find Rowan for assistance. Now that Eldritch had returned and assumed a role superior to his, he no longer trusted anybody. It was unlikely there was anything he would be able to do anyway. I am with you.