Firefly Glen [PHE] kru

"druid — contracted an illness. rabies. she isolated herself away from us," skaigona explained in a monotone. "and — it wasn't safe for her to come back, but i needed her." a breath broke the words. "it seemed like the illness had passed but — she attacked me, john."
and she did not even hate druid for it, not even a little. tears welled again. "i've been sick since ezra and i got here. it's the end and i have to accept it."
a paw, placed to his arm; "and you do also, john," skaigona said softly, watching him with her golden eyes. "this is the plan god has for me."
and in their faith, they must accept all things with grace. so why was it so difficult — 
quietly, she lay her head against his shoulder and dreamed a fierce moment of what a different life might have been like.