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Honey Badger Dauntless decided she would try again after giving herself a moment to breathe through the pain. This evidently wasn't enough for "W," who stepped into the pool and began to push at her. The yearling licked her lips, nodding as if to say, I'll try. Then something in her snapped and she growled suddenly, lips snaking back from her fangs.

"Stop shoving me!" she hissed, only for her angry expression to melt back into nothingness a second later. She blinked, then shook her head lightly and stood, slowly and painstakingly. "I'm... okay," she announced as much to herself as to "W."

Blinking hard again—the ache in her skull seemed to be making her eyes pulsate—Dauntless looked at the she-wolf. "What... what's your name again?" she asked with an edge of impatience, which was once again directed at herself as much as her companion. At least she was regaining her ability to articulate normally.

Everything else was still fuzzy though. She stood there, trying to retrieve facts and details of her own life, to no avail. Dauntless felt like she was stumbling blindly through a dark forest, lost in the maze of trees and constantly running into them headfirst, never making progress toward light or clarity but instead making it worse and worse.