Fairspell Meadow Autumn Moon

the huntress blinked. staggered, as far as she could express.

it was without thinking

(!!)

"bat vai"

that she approached

(!!!!)

"yu need"

and came near enough the вук that a long-legged hop could end their distance.

"...gadz? neychr - feed, wather, meyk, meyk... sleep. meyk to sleep." her sleek features had earned ridges, as furrows of frustration - at lack of language, at concept introduced - gathered at her muzzle and bridge. "vai, vai gadz, vhen gadz noht need?"