Sleepy Fox Hollow Just long enough to overthink.

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Etienne knew, it was possible the girl wouldn't make it. But perhaps he always wanted to fix them because he lost so many in a short amount of time. And no matter how hard he had tried he couldn't put Sobo back together again.

Etienne froze at the question. And his paw tightened in the dirt. A chill worked its way down his back and he was there. The reek of death and infection in the healing den. Blood and inner workings of tails. His uncles body pieces in his paws. Then his granme and her last sacrifice. The poison she had eaten to save them all.

A shaky breath and another. A lump deep in his throat.

I 'ave.

Golden eyes blinked but their stare was far away.

I also know w'at it is to watc' someone sacrifice everyting for de ones dey love. And I know 'ow it feels to 'ave de blood of dose you love on your paws w'en you can't fix dem. 'ave you ever seen a bear tear apart a wolf, Anselm? All dat's left is pieces.