Blacktail Deer Plateau I killed Mufasa

In response to Pura's allegation, Junior laughed quietly and said a gentle, "Fuck you." She smiled, hoping he knew that was a joke. Then again, Pura had never seemed to compute such subtleties. "That was a joke. And I have no idea what a prolapse is either. I just know your face is one." Her words came out slightly slurred, not because she was sick now but because she was absolutely weary.

She was beginning to really feel the water's icy temperature but Junior wasn't ready to come out yet. She needed to marinate a few more minutes to lock in the juices (and lock out the fever). Meanwhile, the youth stretched a wounded foreleg a bit further and clasped one of her wet black paws over Pura's.

"Never let go, Jack," she murmured. "Never let go."