Firefly Glen everything is(n't) going to be okay

will powerplay sialuk in my next post (w permission)

taking his heel gently in her jaws, kukutux slowly stretched the injured limb against the ground. it would take some formless sense of time, but eventually she sat back again, having nudged the wood into place.

"it is finished." the duck stepped aside, sending up a low cry toward moonglow for aid. bring my medicines, she added in an aside for @Sialuk.

sinking down beside patroclus, kukutux would move closer, offering the warmth of her presence, willing him only to breathe and to exist.