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Bronco couldn’t help much with medicines, but he assumed Bridget wanted him to be a distraction, so she could tend to his wounds. If he kept Aditya’s focus, she could work on him without worrying about being snapped at if she hit a tender spot. 

This wasn’t going to go exactly as planned, as it appeared Aditya had a hard time staying conscious. 

”You have a daughter, named Silktail that you’re looking for?” Maybe keeping things simple would be best. Strong ties were the best things to keep in mind in times of dire pain. Silktail was described- but Bronco pictured an adult wolf, not a child. Thus, he was not led to consider Shenanigans who had blended in so well with the other kids she might as well have just been born with them. He focused on the pain- Bronco didn’t want him swinging his head anywhere near Bridget in case he lashed out instinctively.

”How old is Silktail?” he asked. ”Does Silktail have a pack?” He asked.