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Thistle stared at her husband dread becoming more and more apparent as she thought of it. She tilted her head and rushed to the girls side, and stared at her husband. We have to get her up and she can't sleep for a little bit, she had a head injury. If she falls asleep she may not wake up. She licked the girls face gently trying to rouse her even more and shifting her own tiny body next to the others she offered her own self as a crutch. Come along I'm thistle I will help you home. Then when you are ready we can send someone to tell your family of you.