Ouroboros Spine I just can't build on something that begins like this

It did not take long before the lady of Moonglow appeared at the border, as well. A party of three was a large greeting. Foxfur felt as though he should leave, take the boy with him.

When the woman spoke and offered an introduction, the warrior nodded his head to her. She went on to speak of her mate who was suffering from a terrible cough. Foxfur’s ears swiveled back, flattening on his head. He had seen three warriors die of a bleeding cough when he had been an apprentice in the Starsea. The medicine wolves had no way of treating it, not that he could remember. He had run in search of herbs for days for Hawkclaw. Nothing had spared the warriors.

Does your mate bleed when they cough? he inquired gently, looking to Wylla.

Foxfur could not help but to sympathize with the woman. If she would run to save him, would journey for a medicine wolf, did she not deserve an honest answer? Part of him prayed that she would say he only suffered from a difficult cough, that he did not bleed. Guilt gnawed at his edges. Why ask if he could not help her?