Sleepy Fox Hollow and hoping made you hurt more

His promise to check in every day settled her enough that she stopped worrying at her lip with her teeth and bent to give Isa a gentle nudge. He was right, and even if he wasn’t, there wasn’t much to be done about it. In the days to come, Wylla would give more attention to Isa than the other two to ensure no sickness found her, but that was the extent of what they could do.

The mention of rest reminded her how exhausted she was. She yawned widely and slung her thin muzzle down across her ankles. I love you, she murmured, and by the last sound of it, she was already drifting off.